Archive for March, 2007

When did you become you?

I became me when I was about 25. I mean that in the sense that my personality, idea of what was morally right and wrong and my sense of humour and wonder about the world around me settled and has stayed largely the same since then. That’s a long time to not see any major changes in a person, so I figure that 25 is about the cut-off age where you become a “seasoned adult”, whatever that means. Which, in a round-about sort of way brings me to internet dating. Needless to say, as someone in their mid-to-late 30s, I feel that looking for a girlfriend with an age of more than a decade below me is probably a Bad Idea(TM).

Still, this hasn’t stopped me chatting to a 24 year old, a 27 year old and a 26 year old. It is often said that I look ten years younger than my actual age, but my mind is clearly ten years older than any of these wonderful young ladies. Would it work? What is the age differential beyond which a long-term relationship becomes impossible? Until now, the biggest age differential I’ve experienced was a brief fling in the late 90s with someone who was 18. It would be unreasonable of me to say that wasn’t fun, because it was; but long-term? Nahhh – we were on completely different planets unless we were in bed, in which case, everything was most splendid, thanks.

For some reason, 28 to 18 seems like a much larger age difference than, say 38 to 26. Which is odd, because it isn’t. Indeed, it’s less. But the emotional and personality changes I went through seemed to magnify that 18 to 25 period of my life where, in hindsight, my moral line of goodness was moving up and down like a yo-yo. So maybe 26, 27 or 28 isn’t too young for me?

Yet again, I worry too much when I should be just seeing what cards fate deals me. I’m looking for a royal flush, but I’ll settle for a good pair (sorry… :-))

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Internet Dating 101: Hints and Tips

Right folks, I think I’m finally beginning to get the hang of internet dating after a shaky and confusing start. Therefore, I present today’s lecture: ‘Internet Dating 101: A beginner’s guide to not making a jackass of yourself to people that you’ve never met’:

I provide this ‘service’ (and I use the term ‘service’ in the loosest possible sense, obviously) as a free-of-charge benefit from the few week’s worth of experience that I have had of internet dating. Whilst it’s skewed towards men (because I don’t understand females, as my regular three readers will know by now), I believe that the same rules apply to you girls too. Having spoken to several people, had a bunch of long conversations, dated one and possibly dating another (or two!) next week I feel like I have something to offer (or at the very least, something to say :-)). It has surprised me the dramatic range in responses that are received particularly when it comes to continuity and consistency when talking to the same person (you girls have it worse: from what I’ve heard from those I’ve talked to, you really do get some highly tacky and sometimes alarming chat-up lines from very odd men).

So please be seated and let us begin. Needless to say, there are plenty of chairs. The coffee is free, but you have to serve yourself.

Internet dating 101

Be yourself when describing yourself. Don’t craft some artistic work of genius that required a thesaurus, dictionary and a web site of quotes to make sound right if you barely understand half the words you’ve used, let alone used them in conversation. If you’re seriously expecting a date with this girl, then she’s going to find out sooner or later: make is sooner rather than later, you’ll save a whole pile of time.

Your interests had better be your interests. Never set foot in a garden, but think gardening sounds cool to the chicks? Went abroad once when you were a kid and feel that traveling sounds like a neat interest? She is going to ask you where you’ve been. What are you going to do, pull a whole load of places out of your arse? And when you don’t know what pruning is when you’re stranded in her garden supposedly helping out then you’re going to look like a combination of startled deer and complete noodle.

Don’t lie on your profile. Got children? Make sure you don’t put “zero” under children. Looking for a bit of sex on the side because you’re bored with your wife/girlfriend? Well, you’re not looking for a serious relationship then, are you? Married, but very recently separated? That’s not single. That’s married. At a pinch, just-separated, but involving someone innocent in a hugely over-complicated divorce isn’t exactly fair unless you’ve declared it in advance. Yet again, she’s going to find out; and if you’re hiding things of this magnitude then what else are you hiding? What a great start to a relationship: distrust from the outset. Oh, and that includes your major bad habits. How long DO you think you’ll hide a smoking habit? “Just popping to clean my teeth after walking the dog, babe, you know how that fresh air messes up my mouth.”

Your picture had better be of you, recent and accurate. A picture that is 10 years old from your good side in mediocre lighting is not a recent and accurate picture. Neither is one that was taken and touched up in photoshop. Neither is one that was taken when you’d spent half an hour making yourself look perfect when normally you just walk out the door after a 2 minute shave. Wear glasses? Make sure the picture shows it. Normally have a beard? Don’t show a clean shaven picture. No-one likes unexpected surprises and a beard cannot be explained away as “I forgot to shave this morning”.

Don’t mail-shot. Guys: Girls talk. They share, they chat, they show your profile to everyone in their office and they have a whole seventh sense that we don’t have (this is one beyond the ‘sixth’ sense). Read their profile carefully. If you’re going to contact them or reply to their first contact, write something relevant and just for them: do not copy and paste it out of your document of standard responses. It’ll take you a few extra minutes, but it’s worth the effort. Your personality and something about you will ‘leak’ into the words that you write – it’ll give her an opportunity to learn stuff about you that you don’t think that you’ve even provided. This is a good thing as it saves anyone wasting their time. Read her stuff carefully too: there’s something to be learnt.

The internet isn’t confidential. You write it, it’s public property. You write something really tacky or really stupid, then it may get shared. Even I’ve shared an edited snippet from one of the people who responded to me because it was so staggeringly incredible (it sparked my grammar police rant: “we’ll fix your apostrophes now, and without charge.)

Keep the first meeting brief. I’d be lying if this advice came from me, but it is very good. If you organise a complete evening including drinks and then dinner, for example, you run the risk of being stranded with someone you hate for a great number of hours with no polite escape route. Try either a) meeting at lunch for coffee or b) meeting later in the evening or straight after work before other plans (real or made-up) for an hour at most. Why? Because first impressions count. You’ll know within minutes if this person is who you thought they would be and if you could spend longer than an hour in their company without going utterly bonkers. It’ll also allow for any surprises (picture looked good, but it wasn’t of her) to be worked out before you both end up being forced to survive an entire evening together.

Listen and talk. Aim for speaking about 50% of the time, but seriously, listen to what she’s saying too. You’re having a conversation, not reading from a pre-prepared script. The best dates are when this just ‘happens’, they are the ones where you click almost immediately: treasure them – they’ll be the ones worth running for. You’re both trying to learn about each other and you’re not going to learn jack shit if you’re too busy trying to impress by talking at 100mph without stopping to breathe. Likewise, if she doesn’t let you get a word in edgeways or talks about her subjects alone without hooking onto anything you say then execute the “Brave, brave Sir Robin” maneuver as soon as possible.

Be a gentleman, not a jerk. Fine, open the door for her. Offer to pay for the meal. But don’t insist. We live in the 21st century here and if she wishes to go halves, go halves. Insisting on paying despite her protest may not score you as many points as you think it might, unless she’s positively drooling over your credit cards, in which case that’s probably a bad thing too…

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So the bottom line? Be honest if you’re looking for a relationship. I’ve had relationships in the past where I have had to pretend to be someone else either because I felt that I had to hide something or I had to look like I was turning into someone that I was not. Firstly it’s exhausting and secondly it’s impossible over the long-term. If you build a house of cards, every breeze is going to scare the shit out of you. I do want a relationship, hopefully one that’ll turn into something serious; but as I keep being warned, perhaps I need something a little more casual at first. Needless to say, my profile doesn’t say I’m looking to get married any time soon.

Whether this advice is worth the finger-wear used to type it will become clear to me over the coming weeks. I’m sure that you’ll be distressed to hear that I’ll be sure to keep you all posted.

About some of it, anyway :-)

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And finally…

My blog currently gets most its visitors from these three sources, counting down from the top most popular item:

  1. Searches for ‘signs a boy fancies you’. This search term pops up many times a day almost word for word. I wonder if the people who got there through a search engine found it helpful?
  2. Clicks from tags.These mostly come in the few hours immediately following a post and tags like sex, naked, love or life appear to attract the most visitors. I wonder why? ;-)
  3. Clicks from karalina’s blog. Clearly she has more readers than I :-) And whenever I comment there, I get a whole pile of visitors as a result *flexes his typing fingers in preparation* :-)

I’ve found this most interesting. I don’t confess to understanding my feed stats page as that graph goes up and down for no obvious reason and doesn’t appear to be in synchronisation with my posting habits. It just looks pretty. But the blog statistics, now reading that is as much an exercise in psychology as writing this blog in the first place.

Along with the fancying search, a surprising number of people have searched for ‘Messenger Live Wine’, ‘drunk MSN wine’ and ‘messenger wine drunk’ and have found themselves here as a result. I guess wine is a popular drink to have whilst enjoying chats on messenger. I was surprised not to see the word ‘regret’ slapped into those terms, too.

So there you have it folks: if you’re drinking wine, you should be on MSN.

It’s the simple things that make you smile :-)

On the subject of simple things, it wouldn’t be right if I didn’t be a little nerdy because I am, after all, back home after an evening of drinking with friends and I’ve had a touch too much. So therefore, I’d like to link to a few pictures that NASA’s New Horizons probe took whilst it whizzed its way by Jupiter on its way to Pluto. It’ll make its closest pass of Pluto on July 14th, 2015: three thousand and fifty-five days from now. Mind you, it has to go a long way: If you shone a bright enough light from earth, it would take over 5 hours for it to be visible from Pluto. And New Horizons won’t be stopping at Pluto, either, it’ll fly by at over 50 thousand miles per hour, fly out through the Kuiper belt and off into deep, dark space. Whilst making its brief ‘stop’ at Jupiter (and picking up an extra 9000mph thanks to Jupiter’s gravity), it took many wonderful pictures and this one of Europa and this one of Ganymede are incredible.

If you’ve got a 200 dollar telescope, you can see Jupiter for yourself — but these two guys, they’re just pinpricks in the sky lined up neatly next to their parent planet. Europa is particularly cool as it may have a relatively warm ocean under its ice crust. It is perhaps one of the greatest hopes for discovering live elsewhere in this solar system: let’s hope our explorer’s instinct allows us to do this exploration; we live in a big universe and we’ve barely scratched the surface of our own solar system.

Sorry about that folks, it’s the price you pay for visiting this blog: the occasional astronomy post.

As I’ve said many times before, I wish you a good-night, where-ever you are on this planet and a goodnight to the three people whizzing around it at 17,500mph on the International Space Station.

Sleep well :-)

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Games, tests and confusion: A bad mix

You know I said that I wasn’t going to talk to anyone else from the dating site whilst I was “dating”? Well, I lied. Or, to be more accurate, I omitted one tiny detail. One of the two who I particularly wanted to get to know a bit more I have got to know a bit more (flirt and sex free, I might add). There does not appear to be a “spark” (as in “let’s shag”), but we seem to have become quite good conversation-partners over the last week on the phone and via e-mail. I believe that is the way that it is going to continue, but there is an interesting niggling thing which I would like to run by the collective girl-to-boy dictionary crowd in case anyone has any wisdom to offer.

Now, obviously I fancy her a little. Well, quite a bit actually, but I’m more than happy to just remain friends: it gives me another valuable female perspective on things which I’m clearly not qualified to decide all by myself: indeed, she’s actively encouraged me to get out there and date people.

Waiting for the but?

Wait no longer. Here it is…

Something strange happened this evening and I’ve no idea what it was or why it happened. Here’s the story: we’ve talked a lot. She tells me (as everyone else has) that I’m not ready for something complex and that she wouldn’t date me anyway because she’s so convinced that my non-readiness means I need something a little more casual (ok, so I’m taking everyone’s advice except from my own, but I’m going somewhere with this, I promise…)

Despite this fact (platonic, platonic, platonic!) I appear to have been tested in some way. She did a pretty good hatchet job on herself, physical attractiveness wise (utterly unjustified, I might add, having seen a picture of her), and e-mailed me a picture of her friend with a “we might be coming up to your neck of the woods near to easter, do you want to come and meet with us if that happens?”

Well, of course, my answer was yes! It would be a pleasure to meet her having spent so much time chit-chatting. Her friend (and don’t get me wrong here, her friend is attractive) was meeting her on-and-off boyfriend, thus it seemed like a good foursome with perhaps dinner, nice company, nice conversation and some good wine.

Now, for some reason, she expected me to fancy her friend. Apparently, I was meant to pick up on the “on-and-off” bit and spy an opportunity to sneak on in there and get on with her friend more than her. I don’t know her friend, but I am beginning to know her (I think, but sometimes I’m not sure how much I know anyone, really). I saw this as an opportunity to meet her and failed to notice right up until she became almost blunt about it: she’d expected me to say something completely different.

So I asked her, “I don’t understand. I want to meet you, she’s taken – why are you so adamant that I like her?”

It turns out it was some kind of test. A test to see if I was shallow – if I could see beyond someone’s cute body and attractive face to see what was underneath, indeed, if I even cared what was underneath. It was a set-up. And I didn’t bite. So I passed.

My question to my three readers that ever respond (and anyone else who feels that they can offer some thoughts on this subject) would be:

Why?

Why the test if we’ve already established that we’re going to be just friends and that I should date someone as a matter of urgency?

Surely someone’s shallowness is obvious in other ways during conversation, thus I fail to see the requirement to be tested.

I suspect that I was subjected to one of these tests last year, but was blissfully unaware that it was taking place until it was too late. Maybe I’m a little more observant this time around, or maybe the examiner wasn’t quite so subtle as my ex-girlfriend.

If there is one thing that really sinks my battleship it is games in relationships. In fact, my entire skeleton shakes when people play unnecessary games in any aspect of their lives. Why bother? Isn’t everything complicated enough without the cloak and daggers approach to learning about someone?

What test are you taking today that you’re not aware of?

Either that, or I ask too many questions. Hmmmm…

Life, eh?

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‘Tis the mating season

Well, we certainly slowed our relationship down – to a grinding halt, in fact. So my first foray into internet dating cannot exactly be classed a roaring success after all. However, I did have a very good couple of weeks and greatly enjoyed spending some time in female company – especially her’s: it was a pleasure, albeit brief.

So it’s back to the drawing board. I have put my profile back up on the dating site and have started chatting to new people again. The great quest for Miss Right continues, possibly interspersed with several Miss Not-Quite-Rights and Miss Wrongs along the way.

Rights, wrongs, I blame the spring. It’s the mating season, right?

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