Fuck yeah! Right before The Walking Dead finale! I rock!
Yes, we’ve come to an end with the online dating experiment because I cancelled my 6-month subscription last week. That’s right, I said six months. You’d think I’d have gone on more dates in that time, but I didn’t. That was partly due to my traveling to cons, and partly due to the fact that Match.com doesn’t really know how to match people, in my opinion, which I’ve stated before.
I did meet a few nice guys, though, who are friends now, I hope. =) A few of them are on my Facebook anyway.
However, regardless of Match.com’s inability to match people, one particular gentleman found me, and we are so perfectly matched it kind of scares both of us. So I suppose the site succeeded on some level because hey, we have a match! The amusing part of this is the fact that I showed up in his matches, but he didn’t show up in mine.
The gentleman I’m speaking of is the one I mentioned in my last online dating post. We’ll call him Big J online and yeah, he kind of looks like the stick figure my cousin drew (which he got quite the kick out of when I showed it to him), but not quite so skinny. Seriously, he’s my zombiepocalypse survival partner. I’m not fucking kidding about this, people. We think EXACTLY the same in this realm!
I don’t consider the whole dating site thing a total flop, since I met Big J through it, but there is something I do have to say about it outside of the fact that it sucked major ass, and that is this: I’d originally contemplated only signing up for one, two, or three months on the site, but changed my mind in the midst of chatting with my uncle on Facebook, who was awake for God knows what reason at that hour. So here’s my thinking, and I know some of you are going to shake your heads or whatever, but I don’t care. I followed that fucking link for a reason that night in my slightly inebriated too many Long Island Iced Teas state. My uncle was awake at that hour for a reason that night (or early morning). I signed up for six months for a goddamn reason that night because normally I wouldn’t have done so. Also? My friend James teased me the entire time that night, which likely just pushed me to sign up even more.
But if I hadn’t signed up for six months that night oh so long ago, I wouldn’t have met Big J because he didn’t sign up until January and we didn’t start talking until two weeks before my subscription ended. The three months I’d contemplated wouldn’t have even covered that. So yeah, bitches, try to figure that one out. And don’t fucking call it coincidence. I don’t believe in coincidences because everything happens for a goddamn reason. Yes, that includes the bad stuff. Remember what I keep saying? That which doesn’t kill me only makes me stronger. It’s so true.
So I’d like to thank my Unca T for supporting me in chat that night and telling me to go for the six months and have fun, because this whole thing is all his fault. =p
Anyway, Big J and I are really enjoying our time together. I’m happy, believe it or not. I think some of you just fainted. *fans you, finds water* You okay? Ah, good. I know y’all aren’t used to a happy Jinxie. I’m a little startled myself. But yeah, I’m fucking happy as hell, folks, and I’ve got the Cheshire grin to prove it.
Here’s the big guy making me smile and acting like a goddamn girl lately…
And so we come to an end in this realm of Jinxie’s World. Stay tuned for the next exciting, fun, exhilarating, eventful….okay, okay, when I think of something new, I’ll let you know. =)
Reader question: Would you or have you joined a dating website? Why or why not?