I'm Different, Yeah I'm Different

Actually, none of the guys in this area are different at all. And the few that are different are so far off the beaten path, it's just uncomfortable. 

I'm still trying to get used to and keep an open mind about online dating but it's hard when the creepers are out in full effect.

And all I see are the same pictures over and over again. Particular these:

1. Look at me with my nieces and/or nephews! 

2. I'm standing on a mountain/I have done tough mudder/ran a marathon because I'm fit. 

3. Look at me being worldly in another country.

4. Here is me and my respective pet.

5. I'm drunk in this photo. 

I'm not sure what about the pics are so eye rolling worthy and truth be told, I don't know what else is rather have them doing its just so.. Exhausting. All of this. 

Still, hopeful to find, if not the one, the. At least some new friends but it's looking grim. 

Til next time 

xo

Surfing USA

I say surfing USA when I should really say, WIPE OUT!!! 

I don't know how I feel about online dating and not because of any type of stigma. It's more so that my prospects are terrifying.

I started with one very reputable site and it wasn't them--their service was great--and it wasn't even me this time. It. Was. The. Guys.

Holy cannoli it was so bad that I got a full refund. 

Their interests were not inline with mine and I'm not talking about small things like he likes baseball and I like football. I'm talking like core values type of stuff. One guy told me that he hated fat people. Another one likes me because I'm asian. Um.... No. 

And aesthetically, it hurt my retinas to look at these people. 

Look, I'm fully aware that I'm not a ten and I'm not looking for a ten. I was looking for a 5-7 with oodles of personality and stuff. All I got were total duds. And I could even over look the looks if we had something in common but even that wasn't there. 

Then my next set of winners were people who hadn't been on the site for months so they probably already found someone or forgot they had the account all together...

The one person (and I do mean one) that I had exchanged messages with had asked me out. I was like ok! And then wrote back with what I thought was a thoughtful message asking about life in general, stuff he had previously mentioned and tried to schedule a time/date but apparently that was an offensive item because he never wrote back to me again..... In life.

Okkkkk. 

I called, politely whined, and got a full refund. They couldn't even deny how crappy my picks were.... So... Yeah. 

I'm surfing/trying out a new company and they almost are one in the same considering that they are THE SAME GUYS AHHHHHHH

More to come later...

xo

Guess Who's Back?

Yup. I'm back at the blog. I was in a funky place for a while and my other blog was getting a little on the emo side. I can't prove it, but I'm fairly sure it was so emo it cut itself from time to time while listening to My Chemical Romance.

I've also come to realize, I'm now an adult. Sally Socialite was my nickname for yeaaaaarrs in my late teens and into my twenties but now as I dip my toe into the thirties, it's completely ridiculous. Cute and appropriate at the time but now I think I would fall over with embarrassment if anyone called me that. 

I also wouldn't hate it or the person--it is who I was and had a great time but time to keep evolving right? 

What really triggered it was when my buddy Mike asked if I had a blog and I was like yeah! I used to. It made me sad to know I didn't keep up. It made me embarrassed that I couldn't tell him what it was previously called so...Probably good time for a change :) 

2015 in full effect-- I can't even begin to dive into all the crazy stories I have and it's only the second week! 

I'm exhausted right now but not too exhausted to call myself out. Old lady right here. It's before 10pm and I'm already in my pink snowflake pjs. Ten years ago at ten, I think I was working full time and drinking over time. This would be the time we went to my favorite Irish Pub and kick start the night, leave around one thirty and go to work at 6:30am.

Ugh. 

I say all of that to say, I'm going to leave you with a teaser. 

I. Am. Dating.

I know.... I'll wait for your pulse to get back to a normal rate. And no, I'm not drunk. 

And while we are waiting for that.... Probably a good time to mention, I'm not actually dating anyone yet--trying to though.

I'm doing the online thing and if you thought my in person encounters with people in general were outrageous, it's amped up over the Internet and I can't wait to dive in and reveal all.

Til then...

xo