For a little over a year I have been signed up to an internet dating site. It’s been, um, interesting. Despite dates like the one above, I’m not giving up on it just yet. I’m perhaps a little too interested in other people’s lives as one would expect from an introvert. I’m learning a lot about the similarities and differences between people, men specifically, and learning a lot about myself and what I want. And it is just a want, not a need. There is a difference.
I want a grown up male. Solvent, literate, my height, no tattoos, non smoking, tolerant, imperfect, witty, not obsessively tidy, over 40, under 55 and not wearing lycra in any of their pictures. It’s not a lot to ask, surely? How many frogs is a girl to kiss these days?
3regeneration 