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|Saturday, June 16th, 2018|
I care about overweight women (I know quite a few at work and church, and we're friends) but when I pick them up on dating sites, they complain that I'm not being romantic enough with them. Is it so wrong or sinful that I don't want to jump their bones?
|Friday, June 15th, 2018|
1. If the moderators have to approve every single change you make to your profile, why can't the damn assholes go the extra step and tell you if there's something you wrote or posted that makes you the ultimate pariah on the website? If all the attractive females on the site don't want to touch me with a ten foot pole, I want to know why, but none of these moderators bother to give me a friggin clue!
Oh. Right. I get it now. Nothing makes them more money than a Forever Alone who doesn't friggin know that they're doing something wrong. You've got to get your tri-monthly lump payments of $80 somehow!
2. I thought that maybe the reason why cute women on the site refuse to reply to my messages was because of what I said, or had on my profile (or cyberstalked me on Livejournal and saw my rantings), but I think in actuality they get messaged before anyone else, and already have found someone, OR (perhaps more likely) they took one look at my income and said no.
Even if I fit into a higher income bracket, I'm not sure I'd advertise. It seems like a lot of women on the site are gold diggers.
It fits into my recent theory: Men get turned on by how a woman looks in a swimsuit, but women only get turned on by looking at the man's bank book.
|Tuesday, June 12th, 2018|
I suspected that they would charge you for three months of membership all at once, but you can't find out until you're on the screen where it puts in the credit card details. I purchased a Greendot card for the occasion, to make sure they didn't overcharge me, but the precaution is unnecessary. They DO warn you in advance that they will charge you $60 up front, and that's only if you want basic membership.
I'm not sure I like the selection on the site, especially how you can't eliminate the fat chicks until you pay them money. They must be keeping them in a big warehouse somewhere, and they just can't get rid of them all.
I'm afraid of paying dating sites because I hear so much about them being hacked and credit card information being stolen, and if only fat chicks are interested in me, then it's the same situation I faced with Okcupid, except I'm being stupid enough to give them money.
It's not like I'm not handsome or anything, I just don't know how to take an attractive selfie, and it limits who will actually give me the time of day. In real life, (at work at least) girls smile and talk to me, but they all have excuses not to want to meet outside work.
I saw a car with a bumper sticker that complained about how nobody is solving the overpopulation problem. I looked in the window and saw the person had three kids.
I felt like knocking on the door and saying, "Excuse me, ma'am. I couldn't help but notice that I'm better than you, because I've been living up to the message on your bumper sticker for over 20 years. My lack of participation in the gene pool has reduced humanity's carbon footprint and conserved the environment's resources. What the hell have you
I heard about a guy who insulted a chubby girl on a plane, and how people stuck up for her. That girl was actually cute looking.
I'd give anything to be able to find someone that attractive on Okcupid. It reminds me of how certain television shows have beautiful women getting picked on for being `ugly' because the director doesn't understand what ugly really looks like on camera. It's like "Pottery Barn Poor". I'm not talking about that Twilight Zone episode where the woman has bandages on her face, I'm talking about those shows where the girl looks average, might have a little chub, but isn't a cow, and they make a big production out of how so-called `fat' she is.
|Saturday, April 28th, 2018|
|My best friend's weirding
The girl reminded me of my best friend, my male best friend. One of the things that bothers me about my best friend is that he likes to steer the car with his knees. It seems to be a delivery person technique (both she and my friend work delivery jobs), a delivery person technique that could end in a fatality.
She has similar tastes to my friend. I guess she doesn't like everything my friend does, but in all honesty, my male friend likes a lot of stuff that I find boring or sophomoric, in addition to stuff that we both like.
This is not to say that I don't like my best friend, I am only saying that I wouldn't want to marry him. And if I married that girl, I would essentially be marrying a female version of him. This is not what I want in a girlfriend.
|Languages of Lurch
The girl said that I didn't hug her right. According to the Five Languages of Love, some book I guess I was supposed to read, my hug didn't show as affectionate or something.
I gave her a bunch of excuses about how I was raised in a family that didn't do hugs much, the men didn't hug, whatever, but let's be honest. I just didn't find her attractive.
Lurch factor. "Ughhhhh."
|Monday, April 23rd, 2018|
For more good news
Call Mr. Good Rents!"
Why does nothing come up when I search for this song lyric?
"If you want it now,
get it now
Let Avenue Rentals show you how!
I think a lot of the gay rights movement is just a backlash against African American civil rights. White people feel disenfranchised by black people taking positions they used to control in the fifties, they perceive them getting too many rights, too much leverage over them, so they start pushing sexual orientation issues to get the territory back.
One thing I forgot to mention about gay marriage. There's a whole financial issue involved. They like how wives in straight marriages can steal a whole fortune out from under their dead husbands. Also, they want to milk money out of government assistance programs, as they did in the movie Chuck and Larry.
Gay people often get that way because they had relatives that molested them as a child or a semi-adult. As the government legitimizes gay marriage, and allows them to adopt children, we'll have more and more gay people being made.
And then once we have widespread acceptance of gay marriage across the United States, all the pedophiles will want their turn at "civil rights", too, advertising THEMSELVES like they're some kind of Martin Luther King. People, you can't change being black, but you can change being gay, or a pedophile.
|Wednesday, April 18th, 2018|
Maybe gay people don't want to be gay, they just can't figure out how to get a girlfriend they are physically attracted to, to actually love them in return, which leaves them scraping the barrel. They find the only women that actually want them are hideous, they get tired of all the rejections, so they just give up.
I understand completely.
Maybe the whole fight for gay marriage is just because family members keep pestering them about getting married, and they can't find a suitable woman, so they get rings and the whole nine yards just to shut them up. That kind of makes sense too, though it's about as pathetic as me getting a marriage license and a ring for my sketchbooks and art supplies and saying I'm married to THAT.
I was going to give Roseanne the benefit of the doubt and not judge her by physical appearance alone, but her creative direction on her new show (and by proxy, her mind) is just as unpleasant as her face.
|Thursday, April 12th, 2018|
If I don't end up dying homeless, I'll probably die alone in my apartment, people finding out what happened to me only after they start noticing a bad smell. The cause of death probably will be something that could have been easily prevented, if I had someone like a wife or a son to take me to the hospital. I have so much to look forward to in my future.
Today I learned that I pretty much need a GPS just to find my ass with both hands. I drove down Shawnee Mission Parkway, tried to turn around in a church and ended up on Nall going all the way across town and through the Plaza just to get back to Shawnee Mission Parkway.
I used to think I subconsciously hated my parents, but I actually just hate how they gave birth to such a moron. And God for making me stupid.
|Not worth much
I don't remember ever doing this, but apparently I told grandma that "I'm not worth much." As I've gotten older, I realize that it's true.
|Monday, April 9th, 2018|
|Date site, name modified to protect me-sort of
The title of the website kind of implies that it's not great at being a Cupid, it's just "okay", and a lot of girls on the site look
Of course, that's what I get for going to a site whose main advertising schtick is "what's inside is the thing that really matters."
Also, I leave a lot of 90% matches on the page instead of clicking pass because they have a cute photo but no information. That's kind of annoying.
Another bad thing people do there is put a generic picture of a mountain or a happy face or just the corner of their head on the page, so you get an eyeful of something you might not want when you click the profile image.
The reverse can also be bad, but for a different reason. One time, I saw this picture that looked topless, and her body was like that bathtub lady from the Shining. I clicked the picture and she actually had a dress on. WHEW! Maybe that was a good thing, huh?
"Weight: 300 pounds.
The first thing people notice about me: My eyes.
You should message me if: You're not married"
Then some people think it's a good idea to show the progression between how they used to look and how they look now, after they really filled out.
That being said, Tinder only gives you a picture, so you don't know what kind of psycho you're picking up until it's too late, and if you have a crappy camera, you're more likely to go to the bottom of the draw pile.
I guess maybe fat chicks aren't all bad, if they're not grossly fat, and they don't carry around a lot of emotional baggage.
|A Quiet Place
In the film, "A Quiet Place", a monster attacks anything that makes a loud noise.
I think the movie's title should be changed to "My Dad at Eight O' Clock In The Morning."
|Sunday, April 1st, 2018|
|I blog alone
I dish out brilliant quotes
On the blogger board of broken links
Guess who leaves me notes?
Yes, I'm the only one and I blog alone
|Putting a ring on it
When I was in my teens, my religious leaders told me to save my virginity til marriage. What they didn't tell me is that if you wait too long, the only virgins you'll find are mentally unstable fat chicks.
Also, I've heard the older you get, the more chances you'll have a kid with Down Syndrome, so even if hell freezes over and I find that special girl, I'll end up siring a Special Athlete.
I got to where I am today, career-wise, by burying my dreams and picking whatever job was available to me. I "faked it until I made it" and eventually got to enjoy the job that I never thought I'd ever be doing, or wanted to do.
That's great for a career, but I can't do that in the area of dating. The girl can tell right away that I'm not into her. The last one I dated said I wasn't romantic enough, that I just treated her like a guy friend. She's fat and had emotional issues, so I kinda couldn't just make myself be romantically attracted to her.
I'm forty years old, so all I can find are fat chicks and single mothers. I guess I'm just going to be alone.