I did not realize that the hard part about writing a blog is trying to come up with things to write about. I have a lot of personal stories but I wanna save those for when nothing is really happening in my life. As for today, things happened.
First, I joined that dating site last night. A few details about that. If I ever thought that the gay community is kinda shallow and all about looks, I was right. While filling out the profile information, along with the usual details like hair color and height, one is encouraged (forced?) to provide weight and waist size. WEIGHT & WAIST SIZE!?!? Needless to say I was flabbergasted! Mainly because neither one of those numbers is as small as I, or any other guy, would like them to be. Yes, the site asked for some other rather personal (sexual) details but I still think that waist size and weight is going way too far. I have not weighed myself in years because weight is the one instance in which I believe that ignorance is bliss. Due to my high mass content, which is probably higher than the number I entered, I had very low expectations. I was all ready to settle for a dateless existence and then life just threw me for a loop...
I was having a really boring lunch. Mind-numbingly dull to say the least, when I get a text message from my best friend to call her as soon as possible. Being the optimist person that I am, I assumed something horrible had happened. When I finally get ahold of her she tells me that she just met someone she thinks will be perfect for me. Apparently, giving up on dating was just what I needed for life to send someone my way. I don't know much about the guy yet, but I like what I know so far. Life is full of paradoxes and is super annoying like that. I would say more but I don't want to jinx anything, even if I don't believe in jinxes. So, technically the dating site did not work out, but things may be looking up after all. Not funny, I know, but at least not depressing and for me that's an improvement.
Well, signing off for tonight. The posts may not be all that, but I am still working at them so bear with me and maybe they will get better (I am not making any promises).
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