I have this feeling that people who answer the profile question "What is the most private thing THAT YOU ARE WILLING TO ADMIT [emphasis mine]" with "None of your business" are not really reading for comprehension...

Well,let's see if THAT profile change can't manage to reduce the number of e-mails I receive to zero!

There are certain stock phrases that show up in a lot of people's profile that make me absolutely crazy. One of those is "I like to have fun and laugh."

NO. Get outta town! Really? Because so many people you meet these days HATE having fun! And laughing; wow, it's hard to find a girl that likes to laugh.

Yoouuuuuuu must be one special lady! I feel that by telling me this, you have really opened up your soul, revealing a depth of character and personality I didn't know anyone possessed these days.

Tell me... (and if this is too personal, I understand)... how do you feel about breathing in and out all day long? I ask because (and I realize this is a controversial perspective) I'm for it. Call me crazy but I have this intense attraction to girls who breathe.

Isn't it amazing when two separate souls just CONNECT like this?

Now... could you possible be one of those girls who is laid back or easy going....? Pinch me; I must be dreaming!

It's not that I mind so much being alone. I did at first, but that's faded off for the most part. Actually, I've gotten rather used to being alone. It's something of a relief, not having to accomodate myself to anyone else if I don't wish to. There's liberation in knowing that I don't owe anyone an explanation, about anything. I am free, in many ways.

What I hate, what I can barely stand at any given moment, is not being with *her*. I miss her so desperately, I ache for her almost constantly. She haunts me, and though I manage to find some moments of peace, they are fleeting.

Not that I have the least idea who she is.

Regardless, I wake up most mornings hoping that this might, just maybe, be the day when at last I will meet her. And I can't quite slip loose from the idea that she is there, somewhere. Around the corner, maybe. Up at the next intersection. Two lanes over, in the Subaru. At one of the tables on the other side of the restaurant.

Somewhere. She is out there somewhere. Looking just as hard for me as I am for her.

After everything I have been through, maybe I am absolutely crazy to continue thinking this way. Can I really be so stupid, as to still hang on to such a childish fantasy?  Apparently so - and if it hasn't died of its wounds yet, then I suppose nothing can kill the tenacious little bastard.

*sigh*  Off to bed.  Maybe tomorrow...

"What a cool profile! We should totally chat and get to know one another! Is it okay with you that I am ____________?"

"Fine with me. Is it okay with you that I am a Republican?"

*crickets*

I fuckin' love how open-minded, accepting and tolerant of diverse opinions some "liberals" are. Gosh they value and celebrate Difference! Especially when my political philosophy turns me from a highly desirable, interesting guy to someone not even worth replying to; that's seriously fucked up.

So: if a difference in political philosophies can be so off-putting that you can't even show the common decency of basic courtesy, please don't even bother. Just fuck off now.

Look, I understand "different strokes for different folks." I get that there are people out there who will never be like me, and whom I may never understand. I embrace the idea that we all, each in our own way, contribute to the vast, beautiful tapestry that is the human race. In a way, that very concept has a lush, indescribable beauty to it. Any attempt to erase those glorious differences would lead to a diminishment of the whole. We would, by virtue of that homogenization, be less than what we were, and that should be avoided. I understand all of that, and I accept it.

But for the love of GOD... can we come to some mutual understanding that there is no such word as "agreeance"???