Showing posts with label pets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pets. Show all posts

Thursday, March 31, 2011

eHarmony Advice

I know - two blogs in one day.  I'm running the risk of being really obnoxious.  However, this is basically a public service announcement for boys participating in online dating.  When one reaches the step in eHarmony where he receives three questions from a girl (particularly from a mean girl) these should never, NEVER, NEVER be his best answers.


1 - What are your favorite things to do in your spare time?
Being a graduate student I don't have as much spare time as I would like. However I enjoy driving my mustang, watching movies, listening to music, hanging out with friends, playing with my cats. I hope to start volunteering for a animal shelter after I graduate and get settled into a job.

2 - You get to plan a trip anywhere in the world. What five places must be on your list?
Paris, just because. Hawaii, because it is so beautiful. Key West, because I saw it on "Must Love Cats" and thought it was almost as beautiful as Hawaii. Mystic CT, for family history stuff and to eat at Mystic Pizza. I guess my last place would be either Rome or South America to see the ruins.

3 - Are you doing what you love? If not, what would you rather be doing?
Yes and no. I am currently trying to finish a dissertation on a topic that I am not interested in. On the other hand I am doing it so that I can graduate and start working in the field that I am interested in.

Also, one should not use "titiwawa" as his username.  Different guy, but an equally important tip.

Uh-oh...Someone Warn The Pope!


On my own, I don't have terrible luck...in the sense that my house hasn't burned down and I've never been hit cartoon style by a falling piano. Also, I love to travel...but not alone. Luckily, I have a great friend who likes to travel as much as I do, if not more. She's a great travel companion in that she has a shit ton of vacation time, will go anywhere, doesn't bitch, and lets me be obsessive compulsive about pre-trip planning. I'm pretty sure she just puts the IM on mute and goes about her business as I obsess, but I give her credit for not signing out and ditching me.

So why is this a blog topic? Because I'm going to share all of our fun travel stories? Not so much. Combined, we have TERRIBLE luck. Not bad luck like our flights are delayed or our bags get lost - TERRIBLE luck like natural disasters chase after our plans. Some may say we somehow cause these disasters, but I prefer to think they chase after us as a challenge.

Excluding challenges related to broken bones, unmarked vans speeding through rain forests when they should be at the beach, and screaming children, two of the better examples include -

The January 2010 Haitian Earthquake! Seriously. We had tickets to the 2010 Winter Olympic Games in Vancouver to see the US take on Canada in hockey. We were so excited and talked all kinds of trash to make people jealous. Clearly we're mean girls. Anyway, before we could go, all holy hell broke loose in Haiti - where she lives - and we had to cancel the trip.

In November 2010 we planned to go to the Dominican Republic for a long weekend. What happened? Oh, just a bacterial epidemic called Cholera. When did it migrate from Haiti to the Dominican Republic? Three days before our trip. I won't even discuss the Mickey Mouse rally that was waiting for us outside the hotel when we finally got there other than to say that it made Cholera seem appealing.

Perhaps now you're asking what the Pope has to do with this. Well, I found out yesterday that I'll be flying to Rome (yay!) while my friend is in the same town for work (fun!) on Friday the 13th (SCARY!!!) You may also recall that I have recently made smart comments in this blog about Roman Catholics. Someone should warn the Pope...Vatican City may never be the same.

P.S. - Being the stereotypical single lady I am, I should probably arrange for my cat to have a back-up home in the event my plane goes down...or Vesuvius erupts again...or Europe just falls off the planet. See below for her application.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

More Rules

Rule # 643 - Facebook is the devil.

I thought I already learned this rule when stalking my ex months ago...apparently not.  Instead I met an eHarmony boy online, did the whole answer questions, email, yada yada yada thing, and then exchanged real email addresses.  Well, having his last name seemed like the perfect reason to check him out on Facebook.  Innocent enough, right?

NO!  Whenever you find yourself about to hit "search" - just stop!  No good can come of Facebook stalking!  When looking up the aforementioned new boy, guess what I found?  We had a mutual friend!  Was our mutual friend one of my real friends?  Nope.  A band?  Nope.  A politician?  Everyone likes Obama, after all.  Wrong again.  Our mutual friend was a guy from my past who liked to call himself the King of Casual Sex.  High class.  Now, I think calling yourself the King of Casual Sex is kind of like when people talk about how much money they have - a cover for the fact that they have no money, or in this case, sex.  This could easily lead to Rule #643a - no dating friends of the King of Casual Sex.  It's too soon to tell, but I'll keep you updated.

Rule # 847


This rule is for the boys.  Just like you want us to use current pictures so you aren't shocked by the wrinkles, gray hair, or extra pounds when you meet us in person, we'd like for you to use pictures that clearly identify your gender.  Now I'm all for people loving whomever they love.  I personally am interested in dating men.  It is not overwhelmingly helpful for me when I am viewing new matches and am left with gender questions.

I discussed my newest match (the one with the classless can't stand from earlier) with one of my friends and told her I wasn't entirely sure he was male.  Her response: "oooh, maybe it's Shane!"  Shane would be the hot androgynous character from The L Word that exuded such confidence that straight women even had crushes on her.  My unfortunate response: "no, more like Max."  Max was the character transitioning from a female to a male through massive amounts of testosterone injections which left him rather unbalanced.  The eHarmony guy in question keeps asking me about pets.  I'm not sure if it's because he's a sweet guy with a warm heart or because he wants to know if I have one he can kill and dismember in my sleep.  Oh, the joys of dating...