Dating: It’s How I Stimulate the Economy
After getting chastised for not doing my part to bolster the economy, I would like to announce that I’m back in the swing of things, for this evening I have a date! Oh yes dear friends, it’s onto Bachelor #9.
It’s hard to believe I’ve dated eight guys since moving to northern Virginia in July. Of course I use the term “date” quite loosely, for there are some who only made it one date, some who never even got that far, and only one who made it more than a couple of weeks. So to say I “dated” eight men is not exactly true. But nonetheless, I’ve got a date with #9 tonight.
Recently a friend told me that perhaps if I stopped blogging about the guys I go out with I might have a better shot of dating one on a more long-term basis. I laughed and shrugged it off. Later though I gave it some more thought: How does my blog affect my life? And does this really factor into my potential relationships?
After reflecting on it for a while, this is my conclusion: this blog is a part of me. I know some may think it’s a silly little website where I get to ramble and rant and rave and that is certainly true. But it also provides me with the creative outlet I so desperately need (because dear god I sit in a fucking office all day starting at a white wall and crunching numbers and metrics and parameters and I fucking went to grad school for this?!). And as my readership grows and grows and grows, you, my beloved readers, expect this from me. You expect to hear about my life and its happenings, which right now means reading about the dates I go on. And though it may not seem to be the case, the truth of the matter is I’m very cautious about what I write here. I am open and honest, but I also keep some things to myself. I don’t share all the details. Just the things I comfortable with others knowing.
And so anyone who decides to brave these waters and date me has to realize that at some point he’ll make this blog. He’ll be talked about. Our dates and things said will be written for thousands to read, with some details left out of course. He’ll have to be okay with it. If he’s not, then perhaps he’s not someone I want to date.
This is me, take it or leave it.
Hell, I’ll “take it” if you’ll blog about how awesome my ass looks and how when I kiss you, you forget your own name.
The Economy ain’t the only thing you’re stimulating….. ZING!
I don’t think that it is so much the blog, as it is the time of year. The time in between Haloween and Thanksgiving is usually the lull for us guys - trying to shake loose the hidious monster we hooked up with on Holloween and trying not to have to commit to a serious relation that involves either a family meeting at thanksgiving or a discussion about the new girl at thanksgiving. But after thanksgiving - watch out! We all know how desperate women get just before christmas/new years and we are all poised to strike! We also know this will take us through just before St. Valentines day when we will dump you and look for some other easy valentines day target.
Maybe its time to set up some metrics for yourself and these guys - kind of a work tie in.
Too bad none will ever measure up to me!
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I think your friend was suggesting that an anonymous blog would be equally cathartic without the potential to alienate a potential suitor. However, your friend also realizes that a budding writer must realize the importance of exposure. Carrie Bradshaw’s gentlemen callers learned to deal with it.
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I think you should not only continue, but come clean with the juicy details! :p
Kudos to offthemap. You hit the nail on the head! …except maybe the last sentence…
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