So about that potty mouth....

I managed to reach a new level of unproductivity with regards to my online class today.  I had planned on working really hard on my assignment all day but soon realized I fucking hate the class and would rather be doing anything else.  And I did do anything else!  New level!  I'm just breaking records all over the place here.  I would like to thank all the people who helped me along the way, especially Imnotbenny who kept me occupied on Twitter for a good part of the afternoon and into the evening.  I couldn't have done it without you.

Moving on, I'm sure you're all anxiously waiting for my online dating report!  Unfortunately there is nothing much to say.  I guess I forgot to consider that, because this site is frequented by less degenerates, my funny stories would be limited.  Basically the guys who have contacted me are pretty alright.  I haven't got a creepy vibe yet which is GOOD but not at all FUNNY.  I have stared "open contact" with one guy which means we've answered each other's questions and agreed to continue, and he's ok.  And I'm waiting, in various stages, for a couple of others who might be worth talking to.  And there is a guy who I kind of look forward to hearing from and get a little excited whenever I get an email alert, so who knows.

I have had numerous rejections though, from guys who didn't even attempt contact, which is a bit disconcerting.  How can you know you won't like someone just by reading their profile?  Just because I reject guys based on judging them by their picture and nothing else doesn't make it right does it? DOES IT?  I put on my profile that I have a bit of a potty mouth so maybe that's it. But I DO have a bit of a potty mouth.  I do have a lot of a potty mouth. It's the truth.  Maybe it's because I used the word "potty". It is kind of a lame word.

What I'd really like to do is post my blog link and say, "Here you go boys, this is me. Have fun trying to deal with THIS," but that would probably mean even more rejections and likely no contacts at all.

This is exactly why I don't like online dating.  Having to second guess myself and pretend to be someone I'm not to try to impress some guy I don't even know.  I guess I forgot this part. Dammit.

By this point you're probably wondering what the fuck this blog post is about and, honestly, I don't really know.

Thanks for reading though.