I put a profile up on an Internet dating site.
No, I am not kidding.
I don't know what came over me and I don't know if I'm going to do anything with any, um, interest that comes my way. And no, I'm not going to tell you which site because then you'll go look for it! A girl has to have some secrets.
I guess it's just that things have been a bit boring at work this week and I've been really sad lately, and I've been watching all of my happily married friends and their spouses and feeling jealous. So there I was at my desk this morning filling out this ridiculous profile and checking off boxes indicating what I want from a date. My profile was actually a little bit hostile, and as I wrote it, I thought, "If this is how you're describing yourself, perhaps you're not ready to do this." But then I clicked "Complete" and voila! my hostility was up for all to see.
I've actually had two e-mails from the service telling me that people are interested. But I can't see the guys' profiles unless I pay some money and sign up for the service, and I just don't see that happening yet. It's one thing to look around. It's another thing to pay money to look around.
This post may self-destruct. Until it does, I will ponder why I have done what I have done and why I feel so embarrassed to tell you about it.
Over and out.
*Can't find the post in which I raved about the DivaCup, so I'll just mention it again now.