I have had 333 people look at my profile. I have had 24 winks, and I would say 10 emails. I think that I am a funny and intelligent women. I must be saying something wrong to the few I do chat with. Is my sarcasm that much of a man repellent? Should I tone down the intelligence? Should I take the rejection to heart? Should I stop at the store and get some ice cream?
I know the cosmic answer is 42 and I am rapidly approaching that number, but do I have to be alone when 42 comes around?
Yeah but to be fair there ARE interesting people here who aren't members, so the wink function does have its uses.
But yeah... I think I've run London dry of BBWs. Those who don't rule themselves out or rule me out have been emailed and nothing's come of it.
Half the London women seem to be looking for athletic black men, a quarter just want athletic men, in the quarter remaining there's people with kids, people with low IQs, people who seem vaguely scary, people with whom I have no chemistry, people who make me want to get pennicylin jabs just from reading their profiles and people who don't want to go out with me...
Water Water Everywhere, and Not a Drop to Drink as the poet said.
But abroad? America and Canada seem full of cool women.
No worries, you know me, I'm quite partial to a sticky situation lol, besides I have just made a batch of my double chocolate fudge, home made ice-cream... (best hurry, this stuff is the mutts nutz)
I've had more winks, profile looks and emails sent than I care to count. But you know...I am honest and sincere with everything I have written both in my profile and to those men. If they can't handle it, then it's them out of luck and not you. If they take off before any kind of real communications start, then you didn't need their type in the first place. Hey, I'm 48 and I still haven't given up hope. There really is life after 42! I figure if I keep looking long enough I'll find my soulmate. I may be 90, but I'll find him. Just keep on looking into the future. Your's is out there too, somewhere. We just have to keep looking!
You just grab the Ice-cream and i'll grab the whipped cream, cherries and chocolate sauce. Then we can make sweet sarcasm all day and stir the intellectual vapours & if that fails, we can crack open the hard stuff and stir the alcoholic vapours instead.
Ah Mae don't take the rejection to heart. ( easy for me to say) I think you are great and love your comments. So indulge for a day get your ice cream. Then pick yourself up dust yourself off and get back to it.