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 Samantha said...

::gives a hearty wave to Dr. Gay:: I was just holding out on the bath salts; not that I wanted you to get sick, of course. But I just looked up "Flavor of Love" on the ol' Wikipedia this morning, so this whole time I really didn't know what you guys were talking about.

RE: the project. I tried a few services myself. Took the crazy eHarmony tests but didn't want to pay all that money. A tip: if you wait, they'll keep sending you e-mails (some are quite pressuring!) and the price will drop as time goes on. It never dropped to a price I was willing to pay, though. Got some hits but they were all far away, and once again I wasn't paying all that cash just for a long distance thang.

Got two decent bites on Match.com - and the first stood me up. This was after I had gone out and gotten acrylic nails for the occasion (because my roommate at the time told me that they were h-o-t; he had poor taste in women, though, so I shouldn't have bothered.) I ended up very painfully ripping those nails off and suffering with gross post-acrylic nailbeds for weeks. Tip: Buy a new blouse or treat yourself to a new shade of lipstick, but do not engage in any permanent or semi-permanent body modifications for a person that could potentially stand you up.

The second guy and I started trading e-mails while I was working at the US Open in NYC, so we had two weeks to converse freely without the pressure of going out. I thought this would be ample time to make sure he wasn't a weirdo. I was wrong. (side note - I was trying to get over a musician, and this new guy was a musician, so OF COURSE it wasn't going to work. Don't forget that - I can't keep giving out all these free tips!)

Anyway, as I was leaving my office to meet him for the first time, Second Guy called and casually mentioned how our dinner at Dave and Busters was convienently located close to his therapists' office. His therapy was not a topic that had come up AT ALL in the last two weeks, but he made up for lost time over dinner. You must know I have nothing at all against therapy, all of my friends and several family members are/were in therapy. But when you can talk non-stop for two hours about how it was your ex-wife that drove you to said therapy, and you relate in detail all the great advice your therapist gives you - all without letting New Date get a word in edgewise - then it's not a good thing.

Second Guy did call me again, but happily I wasn't even tempted go out with him (or his therapist) again. The very next day after the "date" I met my husband online. Source: Fark.com. Best $5 a month I ever spent. I know you read Fark, but if you're not a TotalFark subscriber all I need is your login name and I can make it happen. :)

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