There is no cupid here

So I recently re-actived my okCupid account. For anyone who may not know what okCupid is, it's an online dating site (a free one!) I had first made an account back when I was dating the Mexican. I knew our 'relationship' was shit and figured if I started dating other people it might make it easier to leave that whole situation behind. I actually remember the day I created my account. I hadn't heard from the Mexican for a few days and was feeling very 'over it'. About 10 minutes into making my account who do I get a call from? The Mexican of course! He invited me over for lunch. I still activated the account later in the week because a call and lunch wasn't fixing anything. I only went on one date with an okcupider while dating the Mexican, and nothing happened (well, we may have drunkenly made out), because I felt guilty despite what I knew he did on his free time. Anyways, after we went separate ways I ended up deactivating the account because I just didn't feel like dealing with dating and men.

I recently reactivated it; it's been almost 2 years now, time to get back in the game! I've only gone on one date so far, and it wasn't a very impressive one. 42 year old misogynistic lawyer who thought he was God's gift to the world. I remember towards the end our date he mentioned some girl he had gone on a date with who was upset that he never contacted her again after the date. My response; "I definitely won't be disappointed if I never hear from you again". I'm so charming!

It's a goldmine of hilarity though. I think I might start booking a few dates a week for new blog material, since stripping isn't my thing at the moment.

Speaking of stripping, I'm about a week away from getting my lazy ass back on the fucking pole. My car somehow failed its emissions test, and of course needed hundreds of dollars worth of repairs. Christmas is coming up, I like buying stuff, I miss eating out, I like spending money at bars, and my measly paycheck from my catering work I'm doing at the moment isn't cutting it. Maybe okCupid dates can source me some jobs.

Well, I have half a bottle of vodka in my freezer calling my name! (after a completely sober week.)