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The last two entries to the ever-changing profile that's about to become never changing. Or maybe rarely changing. After nearly three months of rotating random thoughts and still not a peep from "THE ONE", I'm changing tactics yet again. I'll put up your typical "I'm so great. I love everything!" profile and see how that fares. I suspect about as well as this did but I don't give up easily. I think E-karmony was full of crap when they said I was unmatchable. Odd, sure, but unmatchable? Nah, "THE ONE"'s out there somewhere. Doubtful I'll find him on here but ya just never know, so I'll concoct a "normal" profile and perhaps attract a "normal" guy. Might be difficult since I'm not your "normal" girl but difficult isn't impossible. Impossible would be trying to convert me into a Yankees fan! Not going to happen! Finding "THE ONE" might. Maybe. Someday. Hopefully. A girl can dream! I have a new theory on this (and eHarmonica also said I was unmatchable, too). I don't think it makes a bit of difference WHAT'S in your profile. If it's more than about 7 words long (so "I don't know what to write here" just squeaks in under the wire), nobody is really going to read it. I'm not sure if it's because they CAN'T or they just WON'T, although given the fact that Jeff Foxworthy is some sort of spokesman for the American Educational System, I suspect the former. I've resigned myself to the idea that the only way I will ever meet anyone worthwhile (in any sense of the word) is if it's someone who contacts me after reading one (or more) of my books. With that in mind, my next book, "Why Don't You Idiots Start Writing To Me?" will be out by the end of the year. |
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The last two entries to the ever-changing profile that's about to become never changing. Or maybe rarely changing. After nearly three months of rotating random thoughts and still not a peep from "THE ONE", I'm changing tactics yet again. I'll put up your typical "I'm so great. I love everything!" profile and see how that fares. I suspect about as well as this did but I don't give up easily. I think E-karmony was full of crap when they said I was unmatchable. Odd, sure, but unmatchable? Nah, "THE ONE"'s out there somewhere. Doubtful I'll find him on here but ya just never know, so I'll concoct a "normal" profile and perhaps attract a "normal" guy. Might be difficult since I'm not your "normal" girl but difficult isn't impossible. Impossible would be trying to convert me into a Yankees fan! Not going to happen! Finding "THE ONE" might. Maybe. Someday. Hopefully. A girl can dream! I have a new theory on this (and eHarmonica also said I was unmatchable, too). I don't think it makes a bit of difference WHAT'S in your profile. If it's more than about 7 words long (so "I don't know what to write here" just squeaks in under the wire), nobody is really going to read it. I'm not sure if it's because they CAN'T or they just WON'T, although given the fact that Jeff Foxworthy is some sort of spokesman for the American Educational System, I suspect the former. I've resigned myself to the idea that the only way I will ever meet anyone worthwhile (in any sense of the word) is if it's someone who contacts me after reading one (or more) of my books. With that in mind, my next book, "Why Don't You Idiots Start Writing To Me?" will be out by the end of the year. I guess I'm screwed. I can't describe dirt in less than seven words. 
I've given up really. I don't think "THE ONE" exists. I think I'm more likely to get struck by lightening as I'm reading the winning lottery numbers off my Powerball ticket. And I don't even gamble. Short profile, long profile, original and creative or dull and rife with cliches, it doesn't really matter. I'm an odd duck in a pond full of swans, and no matter what I say, I'm still going to be an enigma. I don't think even a severely dehydrated man would drink from this well. Such is life. Can't say I didn't try.
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The last two entries to the ever-changing profile that's about to become never changing. Or maybe rarely changing. After nearly three months of rotating random thoughts and still not a peep from "THE ONE", I'm changing tactics yet again. I'll put up your typical "I'm so great. I love everything!" profile and see how that fares. I suspect about as well as this did but I don't give up easily. I think E-karmony was full of crap when they said I was unmatchable. Odd, sure, but unmatchable? Nah, "THE ONE"'s out there somewhere. Doubtful I'll find him on here but ya just never know, so I'll concoct a "normal" profile and perhaps attract a "normal" guy. Might be difficult since I'm not your "normal" girl but difficult isn't impossible. Impossible would be trying to convert me into a Yankees fan! Not going to happen! Finding "THE ONE" might. Maybe. Someday. Hopefully. A girl can dream! I have a new theory on this (and eHarmonica also said I was unmatchable, too). I don't think it makes a bit of difference WHAT'S in your profile. If it's more than about 7 words long (so "I don't know what to write here" just squeaks in under the wire), nobody is really going to read it. I'm not sure if it's because they CAN'T or they just WON'T, although given the fact that Jeff Foxworthy is some sort of spokesman for the American Educational System, I suspect the former. I've resigned myself to the idea that the only way I will ever meet anyone worthwhile (in any sense of the word) is if it's someone who contacts me after reading one (or more) of my books. With that in mind, my next book, "Why Don't You Idiots Start Writing To Me?" will be out by the end of the year. I guess I'm screwed. I can't describe dirt in less than seven words.
I've given up really. I don't think "THE ONE" exists. I think I'm more likely to get struck by lightening as I'm reading the winning lottery numbers off my Powerball ticket. And I don't even gamble. Short profile, long profile, original and creative or dull and rife with cliches, it doesn't really matter. I'm an odd duck in a pond full of swans, and no matter what I say, I'm still going to be an enigma. I don't think even a severely dehydrated man would drink from this well. Such is life. Can't say I didn't try.
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The last two entries to the ever-changing profile that's about to become never changing. Or maybe rarely changing. After nearly three months of rotating random thoughts and still not a peep from "THE ONE", I'm changing tactics yet again. I'll put up your typical "I'm so great. I love everything!" profile and see how that fares. I suspect about as well as this did but I don't give up easily. I think E-karmony was full of crap when they said I was unmatchable. Odd, sure, but unmatchable? Nah, "THE ONE"'s out there somewhere. Doubtful I'll find him on here but ya just never know, so I'll concoct a "normal" profile and perhaps attract a "normal" guy. Might be difficult since I'm not your "normal" girl but difficult isn't impossible. Impossible would be trying to convert me into a Yankees fan! Not going to happen! Finding "THE ONE" might. Maybe. Someday. Hopefully. A girl can dream! I have a new theory on this (and eHarmonica also said I was unmatchable, too). I don't think it makes a bit of difference WHAT'S in your profile. If it's more than about 7 words long (so "I don't know what to write here" just squeaks in under the wire), nobody is really going to read it. I'm not sure if it's because they CAN'T or they just WON'T, although given the fact that Jeff Foxworthy is some sort of spokesman for the American Educational System, I suspect the former. I've resigned myself to the idea that the only way I will ever meet anyone worthwhile (in any sense of the word) is if it's someone who contacts me after reading one (or more) of my books. With that in mind, my next book, "Why Don't You Idiots Start Writing To Me?" will be out by the end of the year. I guess I'm screwed. I can't describe dirt in less than seven words.
I've given up really. I don't think "THE ONE" exists. I think I'm more likely to get struck by lightening as I'm reading the winning lottery numbers off my Powerball ticket. And I don't even gamble. Short profile, long profile, original and creative or dull and rife with cliches, it doesn't really matter. I'm an odd duck in a pond full of swans, and no matter what I say, I'm still going to be an enigma. I don't think even a severely dehydrated man would drink from this well. Such is life. Can't say I didn't try.
I'll add it to my lists of needs. It's rather long though so I'm not sure when I'll be able to get to it. 
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The last two entries to the ever-changing profile that's about to become never changing. Or maybe rarely changing. After nearly three months of rotating random thoughts and still not a peep from "THE ONE", I'm changing tactics yet again. I'll put up your typical "I'm so great. I love everything!" profile and see how that fares. I suspect about as well as this did but I don't give up easily. I think E-karmony was full of crap when they said I was unmatchable. Odd, sure, but unmatchable? Nah, "THE ONE"'s out there somewhere. Doubtful I'll find him on here but ya just never know, so I'll concoct a "normal" profile and perhaps attract a "normal" guy. Might be difficult since I'm not your "normal" girl but difficult isn't impossible. Impossible would be trying to convert me into a Yankees fan! Not going to happen! Finding "THE ONE" might. Maybe. Someday. Hopefully. A girl can dream! I have a new theory on this (and eHarmonica also said I was unmatchable, too). I don't think it makes a bit of difference WHAT'S in your profile. If it's more than about 7 words long (so "I don't know what to write here" just squeaks in under the wire), nobody is really going to read it. I'm not sure if it's because they CAN'T or they just WON'T, although given the fact that Jeff Foxworthy is some sort of spokesman for the American Educational System, I suspect the former. I've resigned myself to the idea that the only way I will ever meet anyone worthwhile (in any sense of the word) is if it's someone who contacts me after reading one (or more) of my books. With that in mind, my next book, "Why Don't You Idiots Start Writing To Me?" will be out by the end of the year. I guess I'm screwed. I can't describe dirt in less than seven words.
I've given up really. I don't think "THE ONE" exists. I think I'm more likely to get struck by lightening as I'm reading the winning lottery numbers off my Powerball ticket. And I don't even gamble. Short profile, long profile, original and creative or dull and rife with cliches, it doesn't really matter. I'm an odd duck in a pond full of swans, and no matter what I say, I'm still going to be an enigma. I don't think even a severely dehydrated man would drink from this well. Such is life. Can't say I didn't try.
I'll add it to my lists of needs. It's rather long though so I'm not sure when I'll be able to get to it.
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