Showing posts with label dating. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dating. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Crossfit

Single ladies, I've got a huge tip for ya. If you want to meet good looking single men, join crossfit... or just mention the word crossfit next time you're in a crowded bar and I guarantee you'll have their attention.


Maybe stick with mentioning it in a bar because I tried the workout for the first time on Monday, and I am still having a hard time completing basic human functionality. Oh and it's Wednesday.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Nicknames

One of the most therapeutic steps in dealing with any break up is to give the bastard a nickname.  Trust me it helps. My step-mom taught me about this process when I was in Junior High and ever since, I've nicknamed all the jerks I've dated except one.  Still working on that one.

OMG Im a cougar!

... and Im attracted to professional deep sea divers. Period.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

A Stranger's Strange Advice

A single serving friend I met on a plane coming home from Vegas once told me to never trust a man who updates his facebook status. Point taken.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Monday, June 14, 2010

Dealbreaker # 4

You're shorter than 6'3.



Sorry, but if my daughter has any chance at getting a full ride volleyball scholarship to UW, then these rules must apply.

Friday, May 21, 2010

This time next week...

I'll be in Vegas.  Which reminds me of a pretty ridiculous pick-up line my friend was fed the last time we were in NV.

"You look like my first wife and I've never been married." - Some creepster.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Quality over Quantity

I've decided to not waste any more of my time dating/canoodling men that I am not actually interested in having a relationship with. Even if they are extremely good looking and offer me hotdogs and massages, I will not give in to anything less than a twisted sense of humor and good conversation.

Monday, May 17, 2010

Dealbreaker #3

You're weak!  I could totally kick your ass in arm wrestling, or just in general.

Monday, May 10, 2010

How could I say no?

A mildly attractive massage school student, who I am not interested in, asked me if I would let him buy me a hotdog some time this week.  Ummm... How could I say no to hotdogs and massages?

Note to self:

Do not do any of these dances with a guy that you do not want to kiss you.

Running Man

Cabbage Patch

Tango

;)

Dating is so much more difficult in the world of text/instant messaging.  It is so hard to decipher and interpret the meaning of winky, smiley, and cat faces.

Guys, lemme save you some time.  If you're into it, send me one of these   ~~~,~~'~~{@

This ;^) wont get you anywhere!