Replying to myself again. Treating this place like a blog.
I am trying dating apps again for the first time in a long time and am perversely gratified to see that they are still as bad as I remember.
I get frustrated because I can't fit everything relevant about me in the space required, yet every female bio is 'I'm sarcastic and I like wine'.
Like...ok. Firstly, sarcasm is not impressive; it's entry level humour and we come with it fitted as standard. And I'm better at it than you. Secondly, almost everyone likes wine. What else do you like? Fun, by any chance? Laughing, perhaps? Oxygen?
Everyone is complaining about how lonely they are, but putting in absolutely no effort not to be.
Cheese Girl, incidentally, appears to be attached. Because of course she is.
You know, I keep telling people this, but I wonder if I'm mostly trying to remind myself- when I'm not having the worst time of my entire life, I'm actually a really cheerful and happy-go-lucky guy. I've just kind of lost track of the last time everyone around me wasn't actively trying to kill me and that kind of takes the wind out of my sails.
I don't mean the war- people shooting at me is my idea of a good time- but back home. Everyone is working so hard to take away.the things that I was actually fighting FOR, that I can only assume that their desired outcome is for me to give up and cash in my chips.
At this point, it's a coin toss.