Rusty and I are beginning a new adventure. Since our housemate (read: ex-boyfriend) moved out in July, we've started to become hermits. Not like it bothers Rusty much. His life consists of sleeping on the couch, drinking out of the toilet, begging for food (and then eating that food), sleeping on the bed, sleeping on the floor, peeing in the basement/bathroom/kennel/yard/etc., yelling at me when I don't wake up in time, and sleeping on the futon.
My best friend at work (Superlative Steve), upon hearing that I signed up for online dating, immediately began to worry. Apparently, he read this book about some guy in Kansas who met women online and then lured them to visit him, killed them and put them in barrels around his property. I wasn't able to convince S.S. that I would be all right. If I do plan on meeting any one of the guys I meet, it will be during the day and in a public place. S.S. is still worried though, which is sweet. I hope he didn't go home and tell his wife.
I was planning on signing up with an online dating/matchmaking service (that I won't name, but they have all sorts of commercials on the TV promising amazing results), but they didn't have their pricing anywhere readily accessible on the website. Not unless I wanted to take the personality profile (which is free, but they tell you it has an outrageous value to make you feel like you're getting a bargain) first.
So I found one that was honest enough to put the prices up front, and created a profile. I don't fit well into a couple short paragraphs. I don't know how anyone can even begin to describe themself in a little short blurb. I know there's stuff I left out, like my extreme geekiness, but I figure it won't take long for someone to find out about it after a couple conversations. And the only digital pictures I have of me are fishing pictures, or pictures of me with my boa constrictor. I have tons of pictures of Rusty and zoo animals.
This promises to be an interesting ride. Stay tuned.
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