Friday, February 06, 2009

OK, Stupid, I Mean, Cupid (Part One)

I was supposed to get my annual review done this afternoon, but my boss was too busy so it’s been put off until Monday.
I suspect it will go something like, “You suck. You should pay us a bonus for the privilege of working here.”
Okay, probably not. I’m assuming it will go pretty well…unless my boss has been harboring secret complaints and has just been lying to me when she’s said that I’m doing well and makes complimentary remarks about my performance.
A while back in a Slacktivist comment thread a couple of people had positive things to say about an online dating service called OK Cupid, mentioning that they’d met some really interesting people through the site, despite the fact that, on paper – or rather, on LCD or CRT – they might not necessarily come across as “catches” from the average person’s perspective, and, best of all, it’s totally free.
So I thought about it and decided to take a look.
Initially I wasn’t terribly impressed, but that was mostly due to technical issues.
As I wanted to look around a little before registering and going through the pain in the ass process of creating a profile, I clicked on the “Not ready to join? Search for singles” link that would allow me to get a representative sample before committing to signing up.
This resulted in the expected behavior, taking me to a page on which I could enter my search criteria. However, clicking on the “Update Matches” button did not result in the expected behavior. In fact, it resulted in one of three things:

In Internet Explorer clicking the button did absolutely nothing
It caused the browser to totally lock up
In Firefox, it caused my entire system to completely lock up

I decided that perhaps it was a sign (I’m sure some people would say that yes, it was a sign to switch to Linux/Mac. I think you know my canned response to that.) that I should just forget the whole thing.
After all, I’m really not all that desperate.
I mean, yeah, from one perspective, I am. Obviously nothing I’ve done over the years (which is only slightly more than nothing) has helped me land a girlfriend, so in that sense, yes, I’m desperate, as I don’t have a lot of options available to me.
But in another sense, while I do get lonely on occasion, and it seems to me that having sex again sometime before I die – preferably while I’m still young enough to remember doing so – would be awfully nice, and sure, emotional and physical intimacy is often made of win, but being alone hasn’t killed me so far, and overall I’m relatively content with my life as is.
Besides, I go through phases with regard to the whole relationship/dating thing that range from reallyfuckingdesperate to ambivalent, and honestly, of late I’ve been leaning more towards the ambivalent end of the spectrum.
The other day when I was talking to my mother she mentioned that my nephew Jeremy was opining that having a girlfriend hasn’t really lived up to his expectations. “I didn’t know you had to be doing stuff all the time,” he said.
Right now, I’m with you, kid.
After all, while there are obvious advantages to being in a relationship, being on your own has a lot to offer as well, even if it’s the kind of action-free bachelorhood that many would consider an utter waste of being single that I exemplify.
I can go where I want whenever I want (that I don’t want to go anywhere is neither here nor there), spend my money however I feel like, watch what I want, listen to what I want, eat what I want, and I never have to deal with someone else’s various dramas, or put up with this sort of nonsense:

So sometimes I think that maybe I’m better off the way things are*.
But on the other hand – [tasteless joke about what the other hand is doing redacted] – there is that whole sex thing, which doesn’t respond to well-reasoned arguments in favor of the status quo, and considering that I don’t have many options, so I decided to take another look at the site and see if there was a way to get around the technical difficulties.
(As an aside, I will admit that – out of simple curiosity, I swear, and no, I’m not protesting too much – I did browse through the “Erotic Services” section of Craigslist. I had no intention of actually seeking out those services, as I’m too cheap and prefer to spend my money on non-erotic electronic devices, and with the way The Universe works I would either A. End up getting arrested in some sort of vice sting or B. End up getting robbed and/or murdered. Oh yeah, and also because it’s “wrong.” I mean, of course the fact that it’s “wrong” would be a major obstacle. I did look at the “Casual Encounters” section as well, but my BS Meter prevented me from taking any of that too seriously.)
I decided that maybe if I signed up I’d be able to actually search without crashing my browser and/or computer, and, since it was free, there was no real harm.
So I went through the bullshit hassle of creating a profile and went through over a thousand questions, including personality tests like the one I posted the results from earlier, and looked to see what sort of matches their personality-matching algorithm could come up with.
I’ve decided to split this up into two entries, as the whole story ended up being far too long for one post. Come back tomorrow for Part Two.

*Beyond the advantages of flying solo, there’s also the rustiness factor. It’s been so long since I’ve been in a relationship that I’m not sure I’d know how to be in one anymore.
Fiona Apple has a song called “The Way Things Are” that, while not wholly applicable to my life, has some lines that are pretty much dead-on if we assume that the “you” refers to The Universe, Fate, Life, or whatever, rather than, as is the case in the song, an actual person with whom she once had a relationship:

I wouldn’t know what to do with another chance

If you gave it to me
I couldn’t take the embrace of a real romance
It’d race right through me
I’m much better off the way things are
Much, much better off, better by far, by far
I wouldn’t know what to say to a gentle voice
It’d roll right past me
And if you chalk it up you’ll see
I don’t really have a choice
So don’t even ask me
I’m much better off, the way things are
Much, much better off, better by far

1 comment:

Merlin T Wizard said...

"I can go where I want whenever I want (that I don’t want to go anywhere is neither here nor there), spend my money however I feel like, watch what I want, listen to what I want, eat what I want, and I never have to deal with someone else’s various dramas..."

I don't got time to mess around all day. I mean, I do that. I make time.