Saturday, January 31, 2009

Match.com Days 10-11

God reportedly created the world 6 days, then rested.

My Match.com world has been created in 9...

I will now rest indefinitely...

Until further events warrant commentary...

You have your cast of colored characters...


:-)


ORANGE is getting jealous...

Earnest wants me to remind you that it IS all about him:









Thursday, January 29, 2009

Match.com Day 9

I have received email from you, and feel that I should make the following clear:

1. It's not that I NEED/WANT a date or a boyfriend. I'm window shopping. If I happen to find someone fabulous...wonderful...I could have just as easily met said fabulous person in the grocery store. (Yes...grocery store romance did happen to me...Once-upon-a-time.)

2. Because you're on this shopping trip with me, you're apartheid to each and every passing whim. I am, in fact, an impulse buyer by nature. But remember...I'm comparing these guys to shoes and socks...both of which are semi-often replaced.

3. I'm doing this because I'm not often single. I am right now...Therefore I can. I have also eaten ice cream for breakfast/slept all day/worn pajama pants to Walmart...because I can. Nothing but old fashioned decorum is stopping me, and I sold that for a dollar. I'm a product remember? I exist solely for your amusement.

4. Match.com is not paying me/throwing me free stuff.

I may add to this list...But please know that if you see insecurity in-between-the-lines...It's contemplation. I'm thinking out loud. (Then typing...LOL)

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Match.com Day 8

Hello friends...

I am happy to report that RED, isn't as awesome as I initially suspected.

He is a real person and no longer a flawless profile.

Don't get me wrong...

This is good news...

If the movie lasted 15 minutes, replete with the fairytale ending...no one would buy a ticket.

Plus...It's my job to be the awesome/flawless one...

LOL...

I'm going to hang out with RED again next week...He may be stopping by to play in my studio at some point as well :-)

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Match.com...Day 7

I am currently in the throws of a Match.com IM conversation, with someone who shall remain colorless...

So...WHITE?

I can never remember if WHITE is the absence of color, or BLACK...

Regardless...

I have momentarily turned into a more manipulative version of myself...

I have reverted to the 21-year-old, I have 3 dates in one night, Heather.

Momentarily...

WHITE/BLACK is so enthralled by the intrigue that surrounds my lack of conversational engagement, that he is attracted to "The Mystery."

Said "Mystery" does not exist.

I'm simply answering his questions in the least personal way possible.

I forgot how that makes guys feel the good-kind-of-crazy.

Is it possible I have forgotten "Flirting 101?"

Yes...

Yes, my friends...it is.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Match.com Day 6

140 people have viewed my profile a total of 495 times.

That either means a little more than 3 visits per viewer...
Or...
One person has viewed my profile 356 times and 139 have seen it once...LOL

Either way, the exposure level is phenomenal.

Plus, I'm a big fan of the point and click "Dear John" letter.

Speaking of rejection...

I am an active officer in the Grammar Police Dept.

It's semi-hypocritical, as I'm certain my blogs contain several mistakes...

However, anyone with "ALOT," appearing in their profile is out...No questions asked.

I'm anal.

A

lot

anal.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Match.com Day 5

To recap:

RED: Trophy BOY
BLUE: Artist

I have been corresponding with a third specimen named GREEN.

GREEN is environmentally conscious/HGTV friendly/College student.

GREEN has the most attractive profile. Nothing other than "Nice Guy," jumps out at me...

Maybe that is just what I am lacking...Simple. Nice. Man-Friend.



I have plans to meet RED on Wednesday...Expect a full report :-)

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Match.com Day 4

I realized something today...
This is the first time I am blogging in real time.
Generally, I have several hours or days between an event and an entry.

Therefore, these entries are more diary-esque...
MORE real than reality TV, I suppose...

Let's talk about BLUE...

BLUE is an artist. If you've read previous entries, he is "The Sock."

There are several reasons why I like socks...

They're comfortable, warm, and it's difficult to see my life without them...

I have people like BLUE in my life already.

I have dated people like BLUE in the past.

I understand and appreciate BLUE...without even really knowing him.

That, my friends, is why he is, "The sock."

My fear with BLUE, is that he and I are too similar.

Friends, don't get me wrong...I'm not an artist.

However, both of our passions require...well...a great deal of passion.

Passion is wonderful when it is...and horrible when it isn't.

And I have always know it to have an expiration date...

Friday, January 23, 2009

Match.com Day 3

Friends, if you made it though the yesterday's uncertainty and emotional complexity, I salute you.

Shopping IS the easiest way to describe this experience.

And because I like shopping and boys it's an easy comparison :-)

Now...

For the purposes of this Blog, I will refer to each profile owner as a color.
(I thought about assigning numbers or letters to differentiate them...but there is really no ranking system. One isn't better or worse, higher or lower in my opinion, than another.)

Let's start with RED.

RED is the $600. pair of shoes I made reference to yesterday.

RED is the eye catching trophy-boyfriend type, who APPEARS to be mentally stable and semi-perfect. Committing to the pursuit of RED would be like committing to buy the $600. shoes.

I'm not convinced RED is a good idea...much like, I would never jump into buying $600. shoes.

Yet, I am still standing in the store sans credit card...pondering RED.

RED is the type of guy whose attractiveness demands the immediate credit card purchase.

If I don't do it, someone else will.

RED will not last here on Match.com

What am I waiting for, you ask?

Two words...

Buyer's remorse.

The inherent trouble with a credit card purchase.

It's risky.

In the several months it would take to determine whether or not my impression of RED is correct, I will be making payments on the emotional investment.

There are really only 2 possible outcomes:

1. The $600. pair of shoes, RED, become a wardrobe staple and worthwhile lifetime investment.

2. I am three months in, broken hearted, with a pair of shoes too tattered to wear and still costing me money.

*Sigh*

Tomorrow we will talk about BLUE, the "Socks."

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Match.com Day 2

I feel like I walked into a high-end boutique without my credit card.

I have twenty-eight dollars in my pocket, so I can afford a pair of socks.

I can't decide if I want to come back for the $600. pair of shoes, because it's winter and if I wore them, they'd be destroyed.

Plus, the $600. pair of shoes would cause me less stress in 6 months when I have saved for them.

But what if those shoes are gone in 6 months?

What if 6 months from now, I am ready for the shoes in every way...but someone else is wearing them?

Would that upset me, or would I find a different pair I like equally well or better?

So here I am...pondering over the socks.

Wondering why I'm here...

Because the sign above the door says, "Find what you're looking for."

And I didn't realize "Finding," had to be the point of "Looking."

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Day 1...Match.com

As promised, consider this the inaugural MATCH.com blog.

There are several foreseeable problems thus far:

1. I don't know if it's rude to ignore people. Do I need to politely respond to all messages?

2. I am not "Looking for love," which is the MATCH.com slogan. I am simply browsing the selection of Omaha bachelors.

3. I was originally rejected twice...Yes, friends, TWICE before the kind folks at MATCH.com decided I was fit to participate. This bothers me a little...As I don't view myself as any more "Unfit," than any other single person.

I am however, enjoying the process...

The cute boy, who originally caught my eye, has responded...

Therefore...

The $34.99 is worth it...For now :-)

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Awesome

I'm a big fan of pet accessories.

This made me smile:




















Yes, my friends...

It's a bird diaper.

The "Flight Suit," allows your bird to fly around the house without making a mess!

Now...I just need to procure the following:

1. A bird

2. A Flight Suit

3. A straight jacket for Earnest.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Pick-Of-The-Night

Hello Friends!

Just in case you miss a Pick-Of-The-Night, I'll be posting them on here!

Email me what you think about the songs!

Heather@q985fm.com

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

If Orange juice straws were the grail...Vern Troyer would be holy

I feel like the person who feeds the ducks in the park, and tells the same story at the same time on the same bench every day...

"Back when I was in school, I used to walk 30 miles through 75 foot snow drifts..."

"Back in my day, when a head of lettuce cost 10 cents..."

"When I was a kid..."

Yadda
Yadda
Yadda
But seriously...

When I was in elementary school, we used to get cartons of milk for lunch. 25 cents for a mini carton of chocolate or vanilla. I remember peeling one edge apart, pushing the corners down, and squeezing my thumbs together to reveal a perfectly shaped drinking spout. The mini milk carton...sublime in it's simplicity.
Fast forward to 2009...
Orange juice is now available in a mini carton...Same shape...Same design...Engineered perfectly...

However...2009's mini orange juice carton comes with a mini orange juice straw.

I suddenly feel conflicted.

Aren't we supposed to be "Green," in 2009?

Aren't we above shoving mini orange juice straws from mini orange juice cartons into landfills?

Why does the original mini carton need an accessory?

I posed the previous questions to Polychonopolis, who is wise.

He told me that short people who don't know the alphabet might spill the mini orange juice onto themselves if not for the mini orange juice straw.

That explanation made sense at the time...
Yet...

"When I was a kid..." My contemporaries and I never spilled milk from the mini milk cartons on ourselves.
So the problem still exists.

Even Earnest finds the situation perplexing...And HE is an expert on all things orange.