|"What? I've found a baby before."|
So far so good. I know that five email exchanges in an hour does not a marriage partner make, but it is a good start to Online Dating Round Two (actually, it's probably more like Round Twenty, but I lost count so long ago that I figure it's time to just start over. Plus it looks less pathetic.). And an even better start considering my new outlook (blog material first and foremost), approach (just lay it out there and see if any of these "fish" bite) and goal (get past the first date, Melanie, you don't have to marry one of these guys, just get a damn second date!).
Sidenote, since we're on the topic of online dating: I discovered yet another downside to yesterday when I opened my personal inbox. There, I found an influx of political-themed forwards from an email address that I didn't instantly recognize. I repeated the name to myself a couple of times (I'm sure I had a puzzled look on my face) until the lightbulb above my head came on. Mr. Morals. Hello again, Mr. Morals, and thank you for adding me to your forwards distribution list. I resisted both temptations to write to him directly and ask what was for dinner and to write to the entire group and ask how many of them had given him their email address through an online dating site and never gotten past the text message level. I wondered if he was clever enough to include me in this list as a way of having his name pass across my desk again. So, I did email him and just apologize for my lack of communication over the last weeks, explaining that I'd disappeared out of frustration with several online matches who refused to move past text messaging to face-to-face communications. That was almost 24 hours ago and I've received no response. I'm assuming he took it personally.