Eeeh boy, time for more morons from the personals. I swear, I need to set up my own domain to showcase these things. Here we go, this guy wrote to me a couple of times within a few minutes of each other. I don't know when he wrote before, but it seems like he was trying to talk to me on their instant messenger thing (which I have turned off), but he seemed a bit upset. Here it is, quoted:

#1: Title- "are you there"
Time: 10:57pm
"i have been yrying to contact you im sorry,you have not wanted to meet me to at least to go oout to dinner,i hope you will soon,at (email)."

#2: Title- "why havent you contacted me"
Time: 11:03pm
"i have tryed to reach you,but yoiu seem to not want to respond,i only ask for a chance,why is that too much to ask for,please contact me (email).

This is a 29 year old divorced father, who is a "tattooist", as his profile says. First of all, he goes against a couple of the things that I specifically say that I don't want, which is divorced and has kids. Second of all, I talk about how I don't like people that can't spell or that have horrible grammar and spelling... duh. Do these people even read my profile, or do they just look at the pretty pictures? Geeze, why do I get all of the ones like that guy? At least I get to see that these guys are stupid before I go through the trouble of meeting them. When you meet someone at a bar, it might take you a little while to figure out how stupid they are, so this is a nice time saver.

I hate to be mean, but come on now! And this guy... hello, desperate much? He writes to me after I haven't written him back, and only a few minutes after the first one. They can tell that you've read their messages, since there's a thing on there that tells you if it has been read or not. I wish that I could disable that function actually, that's just annoying that they can see that I have read it, then I get emails like the second listed above. If I don't write back, I obviously don't want to talk to you! If I don't get back to personal email, that's a different story, I'm probably busy. But as far as through a personals site, if I don't reply, then you don't need to send another email.

To switch gears, this is fucked up. Guy confesses to killing a 2 year old back in 1991, and can't go to prison for it because he was already aquitted of it back when he was on trial for it in 1991. Yeah, I think that law really needs to change, don't you? That's super fucked up, I don't know how this country could let something like that happen. That's alright though, I bet that someone kills him in the streets within the next few months. A smart person would start taking bets on that one now. Yeah, I'd put $20 on it... maybe within six months, probably less.

Cripes, can you believe that the Challenger blew up 20 years ago? I about shit a brick when I saw that it had been 20 years. Wow, I can't believe that. It seems like a long time ago, but not that long ago!

I have some other stuff to talk about, mostly about everything going to hell in a handbasket, but I'll save that cheery stuff for another time! I went out Friday night after work, since I've been getting out early for the last couple of days. I really hate going up there on the weekends, but I did it anyway. I was uptown for less than 30 minutes, when I had to go to the bar that I call the "Land of the misfit toys", which would be The Union. I just wasn't comfortable with all of those preppy young kids that have nothing in common with me, the ones that are at all of the other places, but not The Union.

Yeah, it's pretty different at The Union. There was a kid in there that had those earrings where they stretch their earlobes out, and the hole was almost big enough to put a golf ball through. There aren't any super freaks in there, everyone is mostly normal, but there are some people that look like they got their clothes from the Salvation Army (circa 1970). And the piercing and tattoo crowd, which I fit in with very well, though they might be a little more extreme than I am. I would like to have/keep a job, so I don't get anything toooo freaky done to myself.

Speaking of, I've been thinking of getting some leopard spots done on myself... though it would be somewhere hidden when I would have clothes on, I'm just not sure if it would be too extreme. I'm talking like a big patch of them, one that I keep increasing. Though I'm not going for the full body thing or anything, just something kept under the regular clothes, that would show off when I'm wearing my "hoochie gear".

But anyway, I was talking to a girl up there, and one of her guy friends stopped by at midnight. She kinda likes the guy, but she also kinda likes another guy better (thinks that the other guy is hotter, but that he's an ass sometimes because he doesn't hardly ever call her back). I'm making it my job to find out if he likes her in that way, because if he doesn't, I think that I might move in for the kill. He's super cute, and is my type of a physical level, and seems like it from a mental level- from what I can see in the hour or two that I knew him. I found out where he works, and he told me to stop in sometime, yadda yadda.

I could have went up there tonight, but I was just too tired to go out, I soooo wasn't in the mood. Especially on a Saturday night, more punk ass kids out and about. I'd be stuck at that one bar, again. It sucks how I want to go up there so bad, but when I get up there (as I've said before), I really hate being up there. I'm an alien compared to those people, they're in a totally different place and want totally different things. Not to mention that I look nothing like them, they're all Kens and Barbies, and I'm the alternative goddess. Bleh, why can't I live in a diverse place... like Las Vegas?

So here I am, sitting alone, as usual. I haven't played EQ2 in a couple of days, mostly because I've been too tired or haven't had time. Though I think that I shall play for a few minutes and try to get myself hooked into it for the rest of the night, though I feel that my tiredness might take over, and probably make me go watch more tv until I fall asleep. Paid the bills tonight, was afraid to look in the account before I paid them, but was shocked that I had way more money in the bank than I though. Haven't used my MGM Grand Visa since I paid the last bill, which I thought that I had used, so was happy that I didn't have to pay anything on that. So, what should I call my site about the idiots that write to me on the personals site?