Getting Out, Thanks to Tinder, Part II

Eh. I cancelled my "date" tonight.

I didn't feel like dressing up, and figuring out how to fire off enough questions at someone to keep him entertain for a few hours.

Plus, I keep having this thought, I use to get paid for this shit.

Trying On Tinder, Part II

More.

This time from Keenan.

Keenan: "do you want to hook up?"

All I've seen is his picture. And I know he's legal to drink. Thank you, but I think I'll pass.

Trying On Tinder

So, I recently joined Tinder because I was curious about the app, and what I must say is that the creep factor is high.

For instance, one exchange.

Ryan: "What are your plans for today?"

Me: "Homework and housework :-)

You?"

Ryan: "If you message me your phone number I will show you :)"

I'm not quite sure what that means, but I don't want any part of it.

AGain, another exchange, talking about my last boyfriend, who was technically Hades, with a Tinder member named David--explaining that the relationship ended mostly because Hades and I were in love with other people.

Me: "No, it's okay. I was in love with someone else too."

Dave: "How is that possible, you hadn't met me in 2010...unless you are a stalker..."

Really? It's not cool to throw stalker jokes around unless you've known the person for a while. And if you want someone to fall in love with you, that's great--but keep it to yourself for the first few weeks, or months--or years.

I think I'd rather just drink at a bar, and see what happens.

Get Over It Already, Part II

"What your grandma doesn't appreciate is that you're a writer, and writers never get over anything."

--Harry

Get Over It Already

I don't know why I said it.

Grandma and I were both watching TV. I popped off with, "Yeah, and the love of my life is married to someone else..."

Grandma replies, "That happens to a lot of people, and then they get over it."