Demon Slayer Seeks Sidekick: Day One

Demon Slayer Seeks Sidekick: The Follies of a Former Mental Patient Seeking a Friend to the End

I’ve avoided online dating up until last week. Hell I’ll give it a shot and if nothing else I should come out with some decent little stories. What’s a little humiliation between friends?

Day One: Wednesday May 4^th  8 p.m.

I sign up on a ‘random’ free dating site after drinking a nice bottle of Sauvignon Blanc. I create a clever yet vague profile. Honest without revealing much. I even put down my actual age. Gasp. Not that you get to see it. You get a weird smiley.

My first impression is that the formatting of this site annoys the crap out of me.

Headline: Demon Slayer Seeks Sidekick

About: Non-Smoker with Prefer Not To Say body type —(this annoys me because of the random CAPS)

City 🙂  

Details: 🙂 year old Female, 5′ 4″ 

Ethnicity: Caucasian, Leo

Intent: wants to date but nothing serious.

Personality: Artsy

Profession:  🙂

Interests: Breathing, Laughing, Loving, Reading

About Me: If I don’t respond I’m likely to be under a pile of books, flanked by dogs, yet managing to hold on to my wine glass. If I’m able to rouse myself from the rubble I’m sure I’ll have something to chat about.

Bing! Bing! 25 messages before I’m even ready to be online. I told myself I’d be kind and make sure to answer people, at least acknowledge their existence. 3 hours later I’m wading through continuous messages. I put the app on silent and log off feeling overwhelmed and buzzed.

DAY 2 COMING UP…

-xo T.