Friday, 02/03/06
Online dating update - my profile has been viewed on the major site by over 150 people now. No way to tell on the minor site.
Yesterday I got a note on the minor site from a 50-year-old very handsome man in New Haven. His profile says he's "in the medical field", and one of the several photos shows him in scrubs. Damn! Really cute. "Mixed ancestry." I wish he were closer. I also wish he were a little older. Really good looking. Articulate, too. I replied to his note, but I don't really see anything happening there.
Also yesterday I got a note on the major site, from a 60's-ish policeman who lives way up north of Schenectady - probably a good hour and a half from here, at least. He sounds like a nice guy, but he's so far away. He's also well over 6 feet tall, and I think I'm going to stick to men whose faces I can see when I walk with them, for a while, anyway. I haven't replied yet. Don't know quite what to say.
There are plenty of men on both sites who live within a reasonable distance of here, and all of them have at least looked at my profile, but I'm getting no interest from any of them. One guy told me that the "I'm not looking for a husband" scares them off, because it looks like all I want is a date, an escort. I'd think it would attract rather than repel because it also means I'm not desperate.
No interest locally, except of course, that lawyer in Poughkeepsie.
Weirdest thing there. He didn't call back after our first phone conversation, when I scared the poop out of him by asking him if he knew so-and-so, other lawyers I know in family court. The major website put some kind of enhancement on last week - it was on for only one day, then it disappeared - where they actually said how many times this person and that person had looked at your profile. So naturally, I scrolled through the list of peekers, and many of them had looked once, many twice, several three times, a few four times, and then I got to the third page and came to the lawyer, and he had looked at my profile ten times! Obviously, there was some interest there, no?
Oh, well. Technically I'm not really ready yet anyway, so I guess I should be grateful.
Cajun dancing in Woodstock tonight, and I want to leave here by seven. Today was no-coat warm outside, and I sweated a lot at the spa, so I have to do my hair as well as wash. Wish me happy feets.
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