I used to have an OKCupid profile a few years ago before I realized that Internet dating sucks the life out of my soul. Alas, I’m reading a bit about finding a partner in crime, a mate, a dude who will tell me, “hey, we’re sitting at the wrong gate; if we don’t move 20 feet to our left, we’ll miss our flight and have to pay $1,000 for a new one to get to NY in time for your TV interview.”
Yeah, I think that person would be pretty sweet to have. Anyway, the main takeaways of my research so far are (1) it’s futile and (2) I still have to try. Dammit.
So, here’s my dating profile that I’ve updated and altered from OKCupid. I know it’s weird I’m putting it on my blog and not an actual internet dating site, but you email me anyway asking me out, so why involve the middle man? If you’re keen to meet me in person and go out and see if we have the necessary grr factor to spend our lives together, send me a thoughtful email. I’ll be more likely to respond if our paths cross (check out my Carmen Sandiego link), but I’m actually carving out time for this endeavor now, so I’ll try to respond even if our paths aren’t crossing imminently.
Thriftygal’s Dating Profile
I like making lists. To-do lists, grocery lists, list of reasons I’d make an awesome tomato. These lists give me a certain feeling of accomplishment. It’s my heroin. Please don’t judge. Here’s an excerpt from one of my favorite lists – my bucket list.
1. See the world.
3. Fall recklessly in love.
6. Write a book.
9. Feel at home in a foreign country.
30. Keep chickens so I can gather fresh eggs.
44. Fall responsibly in love.
I’m tackling the list with varying degrees of success. I lived in Sydney for a couple of years and cried like a loser when I left. I’m always wandering and have started researching the logistics of writing a book proposal. This is me working on item #44….wanna help?
Me: I like traveling, people-watching, biking, doing the dishes, politics, personal finance, the NYT, walking anywhere when the weather is nice, Amsterdam, cards, organizing, the Bulls, being snobby about spelling and grammar, and sending pictures of my feet to my sister to annoy her.
You: The guy in my head is smarter than I am, able to teleport, liberal, not religious, financially competent, vegetarian, funny, and sends shivers down my spine when he touches me. Only that last quality is mandatory.
What I’m doing with my life
I know that life is a brief opportunity for joy, so I’m trying to eke out as much as I can. I want to see everywhere, do everything, meet everyone and I’m looking for a co-conspirator. Professionally, I’m a bit of a bum, blogging about whatever nonsense flits through my brain and tackling other items on my life bucket list.
I’m really good at
twirling my money mustache and cackling decisively. If you understand that reference, we will probably get along. If you don’t understand that reference, how did you even find my blog?
The first things people usually notice about me
My eyes. Or my stature. Or the gun that I’m pointing at them…
Nope, definitely my eyes.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
I read voraciously, preferably fiction, but even a cereal box would suffice.
My attention span is laughably short, so movies don’t really appeal and I don’t watch much television besides the occasional episode of Judge Judy when visiting my parents.
I’m embarrassingly illiterate when it comes to music – anything catchy that I can sing along to when I clean makes me happy. I also tend to get obsessed with one song at a time and listen to it on repeat over and over and over and over again. I think live music is always fun though.
I could eat Indian food every day, but I also have an unhealthy love of Taco Bell. I’m pretending to learn to cook per a different bucket list item, but I don’t like doing it much.
The six things I could never do without
I’m not willing to tempt the universe by publicly acknowledging my biggest weaknesses.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
how to make life better, happiness, what to write about, words I enjoy, my aforementioned lists, the flying spaghetti monster, you (if I develop a crush on you).
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I am more anxious about posting this article than the one where I basically admitted to you all that I’m not quite right in the head. Also, I’m really bad at sudoku.
You should message me if
you want to. I trust your judgment. Unless you have poor judgment.
Email me at email@example.com and give me a bit of your biodata and any other relevant information that you think is important. Or not. That’s cool too.
Okay, people who are better at the whole relationship thing than I am – what other vital questions am I missing? Especially in regards to our FI attitude. What makes a healthy, strong, happy, lasting romantic relationship? How do I do this?