I've been browsing Internet dating sites for the past few years. That's even how I met Wendy. I wouldn't say I'm a pro but I know how a lot of things work and have built up a few pet peeves that I feel like ranting about right now. In no particular order:
Per Peeve #1
Profiles that are super vague.
So many people will write a short (or even long) profile that list very basic things. For example, something along the lines of: "I'm looking for a guy who loves to laugh, going out and is funny. I like to laugh go out and be funny. I like music, movies and going to concerts. If you're interested contact me!"That's great and all but I find it makes it really hard to contact that person.It gives me little insight of what kind of person she may be and then I'm probably asking the same super vague questions every other guy is asking ("what movies do you like?").
Pet Peeve #2
People responding to messages in an vague way and not adding to it
This bugs me even more! The reason being, most the time, as a guy, I read profiles, come across one that seems interesting and I send a message. I try to keep them short, I ask a question or two and leave a comment or two about myself related to something in their profile. For example if someone wrote they went travelling to Japan, I'd ask a question about it and then say that I live in Australia for a year and maybe end with "have you travelled anywhere else?". However, if all they do is answer the question (ex to the above: "Yes"), then what was the point in even answering?! Especially when it's after 4 or 5 messages. It happened to me recently where I had to keep imitating contact and the girl would only answer my question or leave a comment with no room to continue, so it's like starting over all over again.
Pet Peeve #3
People who put up pictures that are useless
You have the option to put up a picture on your profile. A picture can make or break if someone will contact you or not. Some people will put up 1 great picture, some people put up a whole bunch of pictures. What bugs me is when people put up like 8 pictures but every single one is either blurry, from afar, in some weird angle, etc. If you're trying so hard for me not to see your face properly then that gives me the impression you're not comfortable with how you look and that turns me off.
Pet Peeve #4
People who only put up pictures of them with someone else
I noticed recently that a few girls who also may not be confident of their looks, will put up a bunch of pictures of them with one of their girlfriends. In one profile, every single friend I saw in the picture I thought was way prettier than the actual girl who's profile it was. What are they trying to do, confuse the viewer? If anything I'd put up pictures of me with someone less attractive than me.
Pet Peeve #5
People who obviously lie about their weight
I understand that weight is a big issue for people especially women. I really admire those who are not afraid to put down that they are "a few extra pounds" or "big and tall/BBW". They are being honest. I think the option of "prefer not to say" is pointless. As soon as I see that I get the sense that either they are overweight or are uncomfortable with their body type. No skinny girl will put that on their profile. It sounds mean but it's the truth. Then there are those that I plainly see from their profile that they are very large, big and tall, BBW, etc. but they list themselves as skinny. I can see your picture and I know you're lying! What's the point. It's a whole different ball game if you lie about your size and don't put up a picture. It seems most people just put down average to be safe. To me average can means anything because everyone seems to have a different idea as to what the average is.
Well that's all I can think of for now. Please take all of this in stride. I'm not perfect, but at least I'm honest in my profile.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Make out 'til you break out
Wow. Everything feels different when I come home at a reasonable time from work (or otherwise). I got into my apartment at 6pm and had time to cook a steak, potatoes and make a salad; watch an episode of Dexter; watch the new Star Trek movie; AND still have time to writ e new blog post.
So in regards to my last post about a crazy party. When I wrote that I was pretty drunk and had just come home from said party at 6am. It was was wild party just nothing really crazy happened in regards to me.
I got invited to this party very last minute. I had plans already on Saturday night to go watch my roommate play n his gypsy punk band (they are quite good!), plus I was scheduled last minute to do an improv show the same night.
I had no intentions of really going but the party was located a couple of blocks away from where I live so I popped in on the way home.
Even though I arrived super fashionably late (1am), it was still booming with people. This wasn't any ordinary party either. It was a NO CLOTHES party. No, there weren't naked people walking around... It was a party where you had to come dressed in something that wouldn't be considered normal clothing. People were in boxes, paper or plastic bags, etc. One guy was covered in coffee filters. Since I wasn't planning on being there, I just stripped down to my boxers. I happened to be wearing the pair i have that has a front hole, so I made sure to turn them a little... there were some hot chicks at the party!
So I hung out, saw people I knew, talked a few new people, had a bunch a beers. Nothing out of the ordinary for a house party. But then at one point guys were making out with girls, girls making out with girls, guys making out with guys and girls making out with guys. There happened to be a few homosexual and poly amorous people who were there. I never really witnessed anything like it before. This one guy was amazing! he was making out with everyone! There was this one girl who was so hot and she wasn't a bra, just paper bags taped over and every single guy was trying to hit on her all night. Then this dude shows up and not only makes out with her but then I witness him lead her into the bathroom. Meanwhile his girlfriend was in the living room making out with another girl. Then later on this dude is making out with another dude.
I told my brother Ira this story and he asked me who I made out with.
The answer is no one.
Part of me wish I had someone to be with but another part was telling me to just go home from exhaustion and that it wasn't really my scene in the end.
I realized as I was heading home that by the time I left, all the people who actually lived in the apartment had gone to sleep and left friends/strangers to roam around.
The lesson I learned: I don't need to make out with someone to enjoy a party!
So in regards to my last post about a crazy party. When I wrote that I was pretty drunk and had just come home from said party at 6am. It was was wild party just nothing really crazy happened in regards to me.
I got invited to this party very last minute. I had plans already on Saturday night to go watch my roommate play n his gypsy punk band (they are quite good!), plus I was scheduled last minute to do an improv show the same night.
I had no intentions of really going but the party was located a couple of blocks away from where I live so I popped in on the way home.
Even though I arrived super fashionably late (1am), it was still booming with people. This wasn't any ordinary party either. It was a NO CLOTHES party. No, there weren't naked people walking around... It was a party where you had to come dressed in something that wouldn't be considered normal clothing. People were in boxes, paper or plastic bags, etc. One guy was covered in coffee filters. Since I wasn't planning on being there, I just stripped down to my boxers. I happened to be wearing the pair i have that has a front hole, so I made sure to turn them a little... there were some hot chicks at the party!
So I hung out, saw people I knew, talked a few new people, had a bunch a beers. Nothing out of the ordinary for a house party. But then at one point guys were making out with girls, girls making out with girls, guys making out with guys and girls making out with guys. There happened to be a few homosexual and poly amorous people who were there. I never really witnessed anything like it before. This one guy was amazing! he was making out with everyone! There was this one girl who was so hot and she wasn't a bra, just paper bags taped over and every single guy was trying to hit on her all night. Then this dude shows up and not only makes out with her but then I witness him lead her into the bathroom. Meanwhile his girlfriend was in the living room making out with another girl. Then later on this dude is making out with another dude.
I told my brother Ira this story and he asked me who I made out with.
The answer is no one.
Part of me wish I had someone to be with but another part was telling me to just go home from exhaustion and that it wasn't really my scene in the end.
I realized as I was heading home that by the time I left, all the people who actually lived in the apartment had gone to sleep and left friends/strangers to roam around.
The lesson I learned: I don't need to make out with someone to enjoy a party!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
One Crazy Party
It's 5:48 am and I just got home from what was probably the CRAZIEST party I have ever attended.
Details to follow shortly!
Details to follow shortly!
Thursday, November 12, 2009
My Halloween 2009 Experience - Part 3
Apologies for the long gap between posts. I've just been so busy with work these past couple of weeks. It's tired me out so much that this is actually my second attempt at writing this post. The first time I was falling asleep at the keyboard. The bright side is I managed to get a day off work tomorrow for all the extra hours I've been putting in.
Onto the conclusion! (Check out part 1 and part 2 for back story.)
We left the party, hopped into a cab and ended up at my apartment. It was really early in the morning. I can't remember if it was 5am or 6am because it was the day we were supposed to change the time on our clocks, and I still pretty drunk from the earlier events of the night. What I do remember was when we snuck quietly in my room, the girl I brought home with me said "I've never done this before". I'm pretty sure she was referring to the one night stand thing more than ever having sex. Little did she know... However, I didn't say anything. Even though I probably had a lot less experience than her, I just tried to pretend like I knew what I was doing.
We went into my single bed and got going at it. I wont' go into many details but long story short I am still a virgin.
The night was an experience nonetheless. I learnt many things:
1. I am a human male and with the right amount of alcohol, even I will want to make out/sleep with anyone. Even if I find then completely unattractive.
2. I cannot have sex when I am drunk. The plumbing won't work. We tried everything and just could not go all the way. It is now 2 times this has happened. It could be nerves as well but I'll make sure the next time I have sex with someone to stay sober. Then I'll know for sure.
3. If I have had enough to drink, it can cause me to become extremely sleepy. During our romp session I was starting to pass out here and there. In fact, I don't even remember when we decided to stop and just go to sleep.
4. it is nearly impossible to sleep in a single bed with someone twice your size. I am an extremely skinny individual so it is not hard for someone to be bigger than me but this girl was very large and took up a lot for space in my bed.
5. I learnt I can have no shame sometimes. When we finally decided to get up, I walked into the kitchen o find my room mates. I whispered to them that I had company and their eye's lit up. They asked me her name and that's when I realized I had no clue and had forgotten it from the night before.
When I had fallen asleep and then woken up, I felt so embarrassed, I didn't want to look at the girl's face. She seemed really into me. Because I didn't really want to continue anything with her, let alone lie in bed with her, I didn't really make any moves (or any movement, really) but she kept pulling me in and snuggling with me and rubbing my arms and stuff. Also, during our "play time" she kept saying how she like me a lot. I could just have been drunken babble but I still heard her say it several times.
At one point was were sort of spooning with me behind her. I was practically drifting off to sleep again until she did a 360 and totally en wrapped me in this huge bear type hug. This also cause her to pin me again the wall. I was totally trapped! I felt like i was going to suffocate.
I had really wanted her to leave and just get on with my day. I was avoiding all eye contact while she was in my apartment. However, she wanted to go for breakfast and I still felt guilty bringing home this girl just for sex, so I accepted and brought her to a nice restaurant nearby.
Breakfast wasn't as dreadful as I thought it would be. I actually enjoyed chatting with her the whole time in French. It gave me a chance to practice and she kept telling me I was speaking it pretty well.
It's funny, because at first I had not wanted to even look at this person and in the end we went for breakfast and she ended up treating me for breakfast! I told her she really didn't have to (especially since I was planning on paying for her) but she insisted.
I walked back down the street with her until it was time for us to go in 2 different directions. I gave her a high five, a hug, wished her a "have a nice weekend" and turn around to walk home. As I was walking, I turned my head and shouted "Thanks for breakfast!" and that became the end of that.
So yes, technically I am still a virgin. I am sorry to disappoint readers who were hoping that I lost my virginity. I know that intercourse it the main deciding factor on being a virgin or not, but I feel technically I just haven't had intercourse. I've know fooled around with two different girls (3 if you count Wendy, but that's a whole different ball game) and have had fun.
It can only go up from here.
Onto the conclusion! (Check out part 1 and part 2 for back story.)
We left the party, hopped into a cab and ended up at my apartment. It was really early in the morning. I can't remember if it was 5am or 6am because it was the day we were supposed to change the time on our clocks, and I still pretty drunk from the earlier events of the night. What I do remember was when we snuck quietly in my room, the girl I brought home with me said "I've never done this before". I'm pretty sure she was referring to the one night stand thing more than ever having sex. Little did she know... However, I didn't say anything. Even though I probably had a lot less experience than her, I just tried to pretend like I knew what I was doing.
We went into my single bed and got going at it. I wont' go into many details but long story short I am still a virgin.
The night was an experience nonetheless. I learnt many things:
1. I am a human male and with the right amount of alcohol, even I will want to make out/sleep with anyone. Even if I find then completely unattractive.
2. I cannot have sex when I am drunk. The plumbing won't work. We tried everything and just could not go all the way. It is now 2 times this has happened. It could be nerves as well but I'll make sure the next time I have sex with someone to stay sober. Then I'll know for sure.
3. If I have had enough to drink, it can cause me to become extremely sleepy. During our romp session I was starting to pass out here and there. In fact, I don't even remember when we decided to stop and just go to sleep.
4. it is nearly impossible to sleep in a single bed with someone twice your size. I am an extremely skinny individual so it is not hard for someone to be bigger than me but this girl was very large and took up a lot for space in my bed.
5. I learnt I can have no shame sometimes. When we finally decided to get up, I walked into the kitchen o find my room mates. I whispered to them that I had company and their eye's lit up. They asked me her name and that's when I realized I had no clue and had forgotten it from the night before.
When I had fallen asleep and then woken up, I felt so embarrassed, I didn't want to look at the girl's face. She seemed really into me. Because I didn't really want to continue anything with her, let alone lie in bed with her, I didn't really make any moves (or any movement, really) but she kept pulling me in and snuggling with me and rubbing my arms and stuff. Also, during our "play time" she kept saying how she like me a lot. I could just have been drunken babble but I still heard her say it several times.
At one point was were sort of spooning with me behind her. I was practically drifting off to sleep again until she did a 360 and totally en wrapped me in this huge bear type hug. This also cause her to pin me again the wall. I was totally trapped! I felt like i was going to suffocate.
I had really wanted her to leave and just get on with my day. I was avoiding all eye contact while she was in my apartment. However, she wanted to go for breakfast and I still felt guilty bringing home this girl just for sex, so I accepted and brought her to a nice restaurant nearby.
Breakfast wasn't as dreadful as I thought it would be. I actually enjoyed chatting with her the whole time in French. It gave me a chance to practice and she kept telling me I was speaking it pretty well.
It's funny, because at first I had not wanted to even look at this person and in the end we went for breakfast and she ended up treating me for breakfast! I told her she really didn't have to (especially since I was planning on paying for her) but she insisted.
I walked back down the street with her until it was time for us to go in 2 different directions. I gave her a high five, a hug, wished her a "have a nice weekend" and turn around to walk home. As I was walking, I turned my head and shouted "Thanks for breakfast!" and that became the end of that.
So yes, technically I am still a virgin. I am sorry to disappoint readers who were hoping that I lost my virginity. I know that intercourse it the main deciding factor on being a virgin or not, but I feel technically I just haven't had intercourse. I've know fooled around with two different girls (3 if you count Wendy, but that's a whole different ball game) and have had fun.
It can only go up from here.
Monday, November 9, 2009
My Halloween 2009 Experience - Part 2
Continuing from my last post, I spent Halloween night with a bunch of people I hardly knew. I had met 2 Irish girls a couple of weeks prior to Halloween. Our posse of people included, Irish Girl #1, Irish Girl #2, a third Irish girl I only met that night (Irish Girl #3), Irish Girl #1's brother and his friend, both of which were visiting only for a couple of weeks from Ireland, a guy from the states who sounded like he was Irish for some reason (he claimed he travelled a lot growing up), and little old me.
We were at Irish Girl #1's place hanging out, drinking and waiting for the girls to get their costumes in order. By about 11pm, we headed over to the main event. One of the Irish Girls knew of some party at someones apartment. Apparently it's the party to go to on Halloween. A bar was set up and all that was required was to bring a bottle of boozer to add onto the free open bar!
I brought a small bottle of Bacardi Rum but ended up drinking 3/4 of it myself.
There were a lot of great costumes at this party and everyone was really into it. Funny enough, a lot of party goers thought I was Inspector Gadget when in fact I was Rorschach. This made a lot of sense when I did not have the mask on.
Although I arrived with people, I spent most of the party talking to new people I had never met. They all seemed to be very funny, friendly and drunk. Oh and everyonespoke French. Good think I was drinking because it lowered my inhibitions a lot to allow me to talk in French without being shy or afraid.
One point in the night it reach a point where everyone was starting to hook up. A friend of mine comment, upon hearing this story, that it sounded very high school. Nonetheless, I really wanted to just make out with someone. I felt after all the effort I put into the costume and finding a party, etc. that I could at least go home after enjoying a little drunken make out session. Besides, a lot for the girls at the party were really good looking.
Earlier in the night, I was talking to a fairly large girl who I didn't find quite attractive but NOW she was back talking to me. I also noticed another guy, who probably had the gung ho attitude I had of trying to find someone by the end of the night, was approaching her, but she wouldn't give him the light of day. That's when I noticed she kept giving me attention instead.
I was at crossroads: Either accept her advances and go with it even though there was not attraction at all, or, leave and not do anything.
Well, for one I did the former. I leaned in and she gave me a big hug and then we made out for a bit. She then grabbed my hand and lead me outside the party. On my way out i saw Irish Girl #3 and said y goodbyes and hopped in a cab with my new friend.
I somehow managed to convince her to come to my apartment, and she did.
More juicy details to come out in PART 3!
We were at Irish Girl #1's place hanging out, drinking and waiting for the girls to get their costumes in order. By about 11pm, we headed over to the main event. One of the Irish Girls knew of some party at someones apartment. Apparently it's the party to go to on Halloween. A bar was set up and all that was required was to bring a bottle of boozer to add onto the free open bar!
I brought a small bottle of Bacardi Rum but ended up drinking 3/4 of it myself.
There were a lot of great costumes at this party and everyone was really into it. Funny enough, a lot of party goers thought I was Inspector Gadget when in fact I was Rorschach. This made a lot of sense when I did not have the mask on.
Although I arrived with people, I spent most of the party talking to new people I had never met. They all seemed to be very funny, friendly and drunk. Oh and everyonespoke French. Good think I was drinking because it lowered my inhibitions a lot to allow me to talk in French without being shy or afraid.
One point in the night it reach a point where everyone was starting to hook up. A friend of mine comment, upon hearing this story, that it sounded very high school. Nonetheless, I really wanted to just make out with someone. I felt after all the effort I put into the costume and finding a party, etc. that I could at least go home after enjoying a little drunken make out session. Besides, a lot for the girls at the party were really good looking.
Earlier in the night, I was talking to a fairly large girl who I didn't find quite attractive but NOW she was back talking to me. I also noticed another guy, who probably had the gung ho attitude I had of trying to find someone by the end of the night, was approaching her, but she wouldn't give him the light of day. That's when I noticed she kept giving me attention instead.
I was at crossroads: Either accept her advances and go with it even though there was not attraction at all, or, leave and not do anything.
Well, for one I did the former. I leaned in and she gave me a big hug and then we made out for a bit. She then grabbed my hand and lead me outside the party. On my way out i saw Irish Girl #3 and said y goodbyes and hopped in a cab with my new friend.
I somehow managed to convince her to come to my apartment, and she did.
More juicy details to come out in PART 3!
Sunday, November 1, 2009
My Halloween 2009 Experience - Part 1
I have been so busy with work and other things lately I haven't had the urge to write anything. Besides I didn't really have much to write about, until now:
For the past 7 years I have actually put in quite an effort (and money) into my costumes for Halloween. I would think of an idea months before October and would start working on it from up to a month in advance (if not more).
This year, I decided to tone it down a little bit. I picked a costume that took relatively less time "making" it (one year I was Optimus Prime - Head, body, arms and legs all made out of cardboard and tape) and was more a matter of finding the right items that made up the costume. I chose to be one of the characters from the movie Watchmen (Rorschach).
One problem that has occurred in the past form spending all my free time working on my costume is that I'd spend all that time getting everything ready before I even had an actual party to go to. This year, being no exception, I had no plans until Friday (the night before).
About 2 weeks ago I befriended two girls currently living in My City but are on exchange from Ireland. They actually only met each other here and happened to have met me at the theatre that I perform at (they came to watch the show). Since then we got to hang out a couple of times and as it turned out one of them has her birthday on Halloween, so I was invited to spend Halloween with them. I love meeting new people, especially girls... who have sexy accents.
On Saturday, I got up and put the last touches I needed to make on my costume and headed out to the party.
I'm going to stop there for now. Tune in soon for Part 2! (It's worth it)!
For the past 7 years I have actually put in quite an effort (and money) into my costumes for Halloween. I would think of an idea months before October and would start working on it from up to a month in advance (if not more).
This year, I decided to tone it down a little bit. I picked a costume that took relatively less time "making" it (one year I was Optimus Prime - Head, body, arms and legs all made out of cardboard and tape) and was more a matter of finding the right items that made up the costume. I chose to be one of the characters from the movie Watchmen (Rorschach).
One problem that has occurred in the past form spending all my free time working on my costume is that I'd spend all that time getting everything ready before I even had an actual party to go to. This year, being no exception, I had no plans until Friday (the night before).
About 2 weeks ago I befriended two girls currently living in My City but are on exchange from Ireland. They actually only met each other here and happened to have met me at the theatre that I perform at (they came to watch the show). Since then we got to hang out a couple of times and as it turned out one of them has her birthday on Halloween, so I was invited to spend Halloween with them. I love meeting new people, especially girls... who have sexy accents.
On Saturday, I got up and put the last touches I needed to make on my costume and headed out to the party.
I'm going to stop there for now. Tune in soon for Part 2! (It's worth it)!
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