At first, I thought it was great. I described it as a "catalog of cock" and spent an evening with a lovely friend looking over all the profiles. I even got her and another two friends to sign up -- just to look.
Then I received a million e-mails. So many that I needed to know what they said... so I paid. Then started the e-mail conversations. I am OK with that. Talk a little at my leisure. Get to know someone. I am open. Then came the, lets talk more. "Do you have AIM? Do you want to talk on the phone?" AIM please. Now, I kind of want them to go away. They are perfectly nice guys, really, but now whenever I get an IM, or an e-mail from the site, I get a little nauseous. Why? I don't know.
Maybe I'm not ready. I want to be ready, I really do. I'm so over being in the post break-up era. I'm ready for the single and fabulous man-eater era to begin.
Maybe it's too awkward for me; meeting random people who now want to talk to me all the time. I may just be horrible.
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