Monday, April 27, 2009
Where is the fairy tale that talks about the 30 year old maiden with curly hair...
She doesn't exist.
Maybe I'm not going to become Cinderella, or Sleeping Beauty...maybe I'm destined to be the evil witch. Because really there are only two types of girls in fairy tales, the pretty princesses who get the guy and the evil old spinster who is alone.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
I'm not talking about free sites, where the freaks of the online world reside, I mean legit dating sites...namely eharmony.
I never would have thought of joining an online site, but after much encouragement from colleagues at work, I decided to give it a shot.
I am sure that hundreds of people daily have success on this site, and I know precisely who those hundreds are. They are the same girls who get hit on at the bar, at Starbucks, in line at Rite Aid. They are not me.
They are the girls with names like Stacy, Keri, Jenny...they are not girls named Magena.
They are the girls who have men look at them.
Now it should be said, I have been on this site for almost three months. I understand things like this can take time...and I should give it more time. However I have seen a pattern that has developed and I don't really see how any of the men on this site are any different than the men at Target or the library, or at the bar.
One of the most disheartening parts of the process is when someone wants to "close" you as a match. They have to give you a reason, and there are 20 listed options. A few examples
- I feel the physical distance between us is too great
- I'm not ready for the next step
- Based on statements in their profile, I am no longer interested in this match
98% of the time I am closed out for the last two reasons.
What statement in my profile? I have no children, no ex-husband, no criminal record...I guess you don't like girls who travel and love music. I must assume "other" means fat and not pretty.
This has not been a fun experience for me. The site is not cheap(in my opinion)and I would rather use the money for almost anything else.
So now I'm back at the beginning, square one. Again.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
I'm sure if you are reading this, you know me, so you know I have a love and affection for classical music.
A few months ago, the Seattle Symphony performed a piece called the "Symphony of a thousand" by Mahler(that's not the real title, but what's it's known as)...and every night on 98.1 KING FM they played a commercial saying what a masterpiece it is and how it's not to be missed. I couldn't help but remember what Frasier said(see title of blog), and I chose to not buy tickets.
Tonight on said radio station, they played a recording of that performance, and I thought to myself..."Self! Give it a shot! You're 30 now, maybe you might like it"
So I did. I tried for the better part of an hour, and I really wish I could get that time back.
If I were to compare that piece of music to a piece of art...it would be a large white canvas with random colors splattered wherever. No rhyme or reason. This piece of music was distracting! Imagine, music being distracting!
I could go on and on giving examples, but I won't.
This isn't a blog about music :)
There's plenty of music I don't like (Rachmaniov piano concertos), but this is a whole new category....music I truly do not understand.
It's like a comedian you don't understand...confusing, huh?
Don't try to listen to this piece to try to understand this blog, just take my word for it!
Please! Don't do it!