Dating is a lot harder than you think, it really is. It's hard as hell to even find someone worthy of dating, and it only gets harder from there. After you've searched and searched and searched some more, you finally find someone that is decent that you like. For me, this is the process that takes for-ev-er, and I fucking hate it. Then you have to figure out who is working when, and when is the best time to get together. If you don't have a normal nine to five job, this is going to prove to be a little harder, since that's what a lot of people work.

Then you have to prepare, primp to look the best that you can, which is especially hard for the ladies. I worry about everything from underwear to shoes to what color of eye shadow I should wear. Yeah, I stress over what color of eyeshadow and lipstick I should wear, I was actually just over a Walmart buying a shit ton of new makeup. I've already started thinking about which thong I want to wear on my next date, as crazy as it sounds. I'm thinking about the camo thong, but I might go with something a little more fancy and glittery, I haven't decided yet. See, it can get all difficult!

You have to match your wardrobe according to what the activity of the evening is going to be. If we'll be staying at his house, I'm going to wear the sexy skirt with heels. If we're going out, I'll wear a tight shirt (without a bra) and jeans, because the skirt is waaay too short to play pool in. And on top of that, I'll be taller than him if I wear anything over a 2 and a half inch high heel, and I don't really want to get into that territory. Some people are sensitive to that kind of thing, some aren't, not sure which way he is yet.

Shit, and we haven't even got to the actual date yet! When you get to the date, you have to make sure that the conversation never dies, have to keep it flowing. I usually have a list of topics and thoughts prepared for the times that shit starts to tank, so I have that covered. You have to be funny, witty, and not too crude of pervy- unless that is what your guy likes. Watch the manners, no burping, don't eat like a cow. How far should you go on the date? Kissing? Touching? A little more? How long should the date last? How long does it take to wear out the welcome?

When should you call him again? How long is long enough to not seem desperate? But you still have to seem interested, so you can't wait too long. What if he's a busy guy? How much space should you allow him? Should you call him at all, or should you wait for him to call you? What if you call him at the wrong time? Everything is so crucial, especially when you start dating. How often should you see each other? Once a week? Once every other week? Twice a week?

So many variables... how can anyone know what they're doing? When you ask to be exclusive with the person? Two weeks? A month? Longer? Should you ask him to be your boyfriend, or wait for him to ask you to be his girlfriend? I'm not stressing about these things right now, since I have learned to chill (besides the whole wanting to look perfect on the next date thing), but it's crazy when you start thinking about all of these things. Dating is so hard! Dating is like trying to hit the fucking lottery or something, with all of the combos that you can have. So many different ways to try, different numbers to do, so many options.

It's a fucking miracle when people actually find someone to spend the rest of their life with, if you really think about it. It's like hitting the lottery, it really is. You find the right combo and you're set for life. Aaaah, I never get the right lottery numbers, I guess that I'm not very lucky. Actually, it's usually my ticket that is defective... and not me. The point is- Has anyone else really really really thought about this? I know that a lot of people have, but am I the only weirdass that goes into this much detail thinking about it? I know that I overthink everything and that it would be nice to not have to overthink everything the way that I do... but I can't help it.

Once again, not stressing, just thinking about how complex the bullshit concept of dating is. It really is insane what we go through to go on dates and try to find "the one". Yeah, I've been watching waaaay too much "Sex and the City" recently, that is for damn sure. This reminds me of something that Carrie would write, seriously. In other news, check this out. I'll have to bring this up in my conversation fodder with Mr.G, next time I see him, whenever that shall be.

Edit: I just wanted to say that I found this in my site referrer log. And I just want to say... ugh, ick, and yaaack. I really should watch what I write on here! It's not as bad as some of the other nasty shit that people have been searching for recently, which I'm not even going to say on here, since it will make them come here even more. I won't say the actual word for it, but let's just say it was about something going on between mothers and sons. And it was more than one person looking in a short period of time. Yaaaaack.