Internet Dating

I just signed up for a couple of dating sites. OKCupid and Match. I find Match to be the more promising one. Their subscription is a bit pricey but I figure its better than living in la-la land aka AFF. Made a few new connections on AFF but that's about it. Doesn't help I've been doing extra shifts recently as well. Anyway, I figure its time I actually started trying for a real relationship or at the very least, going on a few dates. However, that's easier said than done. I sent out about 10 emails pretty much saying hello and asking a few questions in the hope of getting a response. So much for that. Yes ladies, I know you probably get tons of emails, but a rejection does loads more than no response. Some of us have enough esteem problems already. Yes, I am one of those.
I'm at the stage where I don't know what to say to get a response. I feel like I'm a teenager again. Do you offer compliments or continue along the line of asking questions to generate a response. Any response. On the plus side, there is a lot of choice and a very personalised search tool. I have to say I feel quite good about signing up. I haven't been on a date in years. I've been concentrating too much on the seedy side of life. The have your fun and goodbye type of life. Time for a change. That could be my new resolution. Actively seeking a relationship. That however brings up another problem. Women can smell desperation. Then again, if you are on a dating site you are actually looking for someone as well. End of the day, if anyone ever replies to my winks and emails, I might have some platonic fun. And eventually find a relationship.

Friday Fill Ins #153

1. You get off the fucking fags.

2. You know its right to make yourself feel better .

3. It's about fucking time you got some willpower.

4. It's so fucking ridiculous!

5. I feel more guilty about this than most other things I've done.

6. Thank you, . . . and good night.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to getting over the next two days at work. Tomorrow my plans include counting down the hours til I'm off. And Sunday, I want to pick up my son in the morning and go to my sisters house in the afternoon for Sunday dinner.

My own TMI/Confession Tuesday

Since I started back at the gym a few weeks ago, I have been pretty strong. No fags, even with the constant craving. Well, so much for willpower. I've had about 4 fags this week, even with my gym sessions. Yes, I'm disappointed with myself but WTF, I'm no superman. I have no solutions to this relapse. Just keep at it, I suppose.
I had a wet dream this morning. Is that my subconscious saying I need to get laid? Who knows. But as with all dreams, it was pretty intense. I was in public. Me and the woman in question went into a slightly dark corner of an alley, where I had her up against a wall, facing me. For some reason, I didn't use protection I just stuck my dick in. I remember she was especially tight and moaned a lot when I was shoving it in. A few seconds and I was done. Yes, she seemed to be enjoying it as much as me. Then I woke up. In my rush to get to the toilet I banged my leg really hard against the edge of the bed. Is that karma saying I should have known better than to do it without protection? That was the only drawback. Wet dreams - the best sex ever.
On a related note, maybe I watch too much porn. And wank too much. If there is such a thing for a singleton like myself. I think not. I do realise it's fantasy, not reality. And we all know, reality bites. Sometimes.