Like this:

So, a week ago, on OK Cupid (yes, I’ve been jumping around on a lot of the sites), a guy actually wasted time to email me and say, “I am insulted that this site actually thinks we’re a good match.”

The reason we were a “good match”? We answered over 80% of our questions in the exact same way.

So, let’s put the fact that we think along a somewhat similar wavelength aside — the only thing that’s left is looks. He probably took one look at my pictures and decided I wasn’t good looking enough for him, and hence, he was insulted.

Mind you, he wasn’t very good looking himself. He was a scrawny Asian guy with a shaved head who looked like he was trying too hard to act like a gangster thug who belonged in a Triad…you know, one of those low-level idiots who turn red-faced after drinking a few sips of beer and who spends more than he actually has, drives a flashy car that he’s tricked out, and thinks he’s a lot cooler than he really is.

I emailed a pretty lame response back — something along the lines of how it’s even more insulting to discover someone has actually wasted his time to write an insulting message to you…but that you can’t really teach class or a sense of humor.

Then I blocked him.

If I could go back, I’d write something a lot nastier. Maybe the description that I just gave you guys.

Went on a date yesterday and it was okay.

I have an older co-worker who’s also doing the online dating thing and she thinks that I’m too hung up on the notion of how falling in love is “supposed” to feel and that because I’m in search of those elusive “sparks” I’m automatically dismissing guys after one date even when the guy is easy to talk to and perfectly nice.

I’ll be honest: I’m all about settling now.

I just don’t feel like it’s realistic to continue the hunt for some sort of all-consuming passionate love. I don’t think it exists for me and I also think that my friends and family are right: that I’ve wasted way too much time searching for something that takes time to develop.

The date was really very okay. He was easy to talk to — apart from the initial nerves when we first saw each other. And it was…it was just okay.

I keep saying “okay” but that’s the only word I can think of. I didn’t walk away feeling like, “I’d really like to see him again.” I walked away thinking, “Ah well. If I never hear from him again, it’ll be okay.”

I don’t know.

A long time ago, I used to follow this blog of a girl who hadn’t ever dated. She did the online dating thing, met a guy she wasn’t particularly keen on, and who didn’t seem particularly keen on her, too. But…they started dating because it seemed like they were both desperately lonely and tired of being alone…and while their relationship wasn’t perfect and it seemed like a complete farce based on what she was writing, they fell into this routine of being together…and I think they still are. (I’ll have to check.)

I remember feeling a little disappointed with her and thinking that she should have continued to look…but now I realize that maybe you can build something with someone and maybe, ultimately, because you both set out with this sense of, “I’m going to make this work”, it eventually does work.

I don’t know.

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