21 posts tagged “craigslist”

I'm doing it again. I'm trolling CL's dating pages for...something. I'm ambivalent. Conflicted. But then this is my natural state. I am a Pisces after all. Sometimes I read some of the m4w posts; there are a few good ones, some horrible ones. I'm not sure what I want to find.

I know one thing - I won't find him here.

Just call it common sense, instinct, or my psychic abilities kicking in, but he's not on this damn thing. He is not the type of guy who wastes his time on CL hoping fate will intervene. He's out there doing what he do. I'm trying to remind myself that I can't start dating just because I'm bored.

NEW GOALS
If I'm bored I will:

• Do exercises that will help in my pole dancing
• Use the elliptical machine
• Clean a part of my apartment that I've been neglecting to clean
• Sleep
• Read a book
• Call/txt a friend and tell them I'm bored and see how they respond
• Go outside and take photos of stuff

What I've realized about my internet dating habits is that when I go on the internet search I tend to weed guys out based on my "list". He's too old, he's too short, he's too skinny, he's fat, he's this or that.

I never give the guy a chance.

However, if I was just to meet the guy out and about, I'm more likely to give him a few minutes to win me over by trying to have a conversation. This is why I can't really do online dating anymore. I don't want to close myself off based on my instinct to reject a guy based on my "list".

Example, if I had known The Canadian's age (40) before we had started talking on the cruise, I wouldn't have given him the time of day. I would have missed out meeting a great guy (granted he still turned into a jerk). Sometimes I read posts on CL, both M seeking W and W seeking M, and it just gives this long list of qualifications. Yes, that list is important to a certain extent, but if you really click with someone that superficial stuff doesn't really matter anymore.

The trick is to find that person you click with.

So, I've been thinking of doing a future experiment in which I post a CL ad saying that if you respond I will go out on a date with you - no questions asked, no photo required. I'll post my stats because the guy should at least be attracted to me; no need to waste the time of someone who's not into Asians.

I'm still thinking about it though.

I'm bored and trolling CL. That's when I saw this post.

It's my Stalker. On CL.

I need to get off this thing.

This "breakup" is markedly different from the others I've shared here. The sadness is deeper and more profound.

And I find myself more tempted to act out.

Like - why am I on Craigslist trolling again? What do I hope to find? I read through the posts and think "there is so much loneliness out there." I'm not alone in feeling alone.

Why can't we all be loved?

EDIT: I take that back. People aren't lonely. They are freaks. Freaks! I won't go into how I came to that conclusion. You really don't want to know and it was partly my bad; I was looking for trouble. But I think I'm over the worst of this "sad" business of mine. Dancing with gay men helped tonight. I'm seeing Britney in concert Thursday. I think I can move on and be happy on my own (thanks SLF!)

On Craigslist

Looking for stories of internet dating!

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Date: 2009-04-13, 3:16PM
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Warning signs? Red flags?

Let's see if we can get along first...

When you end up on craigslist writing a personal, I don't care what they say, that is a social low....or....is it a sign of the times. In this fast paced world, of emails, teleconferencing, newsgroups and blogs, is there just less social interaction?- person to person I mean.

So, first off, I think I need to mention how I got to this social low, or decided to use technology to help increase chances of affairs of the heart.

Well, I currently work in the entertainment industry, in production. That means, I have long hours and sometimes work weekends, which makes it hard to have alot of time for someone....but, I will do WHATEVER I CAN TO BE WITH THE RIGHT PERSON when they need me, and make sure I leave special days for just them and I....but it takes time to get there emotionally with me...

I first off, want someone I can talk to, and perhaps relate to. I like to be an entrepenuer, work-out, run, swim, bike ride, rollerblade (I need to buy a pair), shop, (yes I said shop, and I am a straight guy), road trips to BFE without a plan, maybe end up at a local thrift store to pick up trinkets...etc.

I like smart women, looks/nationality/race/creed/national origin/political affiliations are not important, as long as we match. Match meaning, I am average height 5-10, thick build, asian american, brown eyes and hair...I probably would feel odd with a super heavy short girl, or a super tall thin model...

Anyway...I'm at work and I think I hear my boss coming...time to think about work until I hear from you.

The lying old man is back. And this time he's 32!

They get younger everyday.

Strictly platonic ads on Craigslist are a bunch of bunk. It's never strictly platonic. So, after a week of being in the dating dumps, I went on a date of sorts with J070608, a guy I found in the strictly platonic section of CL. It was a pleasant date. Again, no sparks. But then he said something...strange.

I'm not 35; I'm 37.

He lied about his age. He did this because when he posts his real age he tends to meet people that don't fit his lifestyle. Sooner or later we all lie about our ages, but this is strictly platonic here. I have friends in their 40s; who the fuck cares?

Still, I was not amused.

It maybe be two years, but 37 is not 35. 37 is closer to 40 and, in my opinion, a man who is almost 40, never been married...that means eternal bachelor.

This guy wants to be single.

I also did the math in my head. He'll be turning 38 this year. This guy is 10 years older than me. That's a generation gap and I'm just not up for dealing with it.

But, as I said, it's strictly platonic.

Last week I did something I shouldn't have done. I answered a personal ad on Craigslist. I thought getting back in the game was what I needed to get me out of myself and my depression. I bounced an email back and forth with this guy. After sending him my photo (the one I always send to perspectives) he wrote back.

Where do you live? Is that the only photo you have of yourself? How tall are ya?

That's when I realized - this is totally fucked up. This entire process is a total waste of time.

I wrote back:

I live in [Los Angeles]. I have more photos of course, but you didn't send a photo so... I'm 5'4".
I'm not what you're looking for. You seem to have something very specific in mind, so I won't waste my time anymore. Take care.

Too nice, I know, but I was so flabbergasted by his response. What the fuck do you want, a naked photo?

The problem with online dating is that we're asked to list traits we want in that person and traits we see in ourselves. This is the same logic we used as kids to determine our BFFs - I like Jem and you like Jem. Best friends forever. It's bullshit. I know, for myself, the list of qualities or traits I find attractive changes from guy to guy. Everyone can write that they're seeking a healthy, fit partner, but in reality I would put up with some chub if I dig the guy; it just depends on the guy.

I'm not against meeting people online because the internet is a great tool. It's just this one piece is flawed because we're flawed. And unfortunately I'm living in a city full of shallow dreamers in make-believe-land. There's got to be a better way.

I think it's the heat from summer that's forcing all the asshole men out of hiding. I saw this on CL just now and had to repost it here.

Don't ask me why I'm on CL...and looking at the personals. Okay, I'm seeing if DK posted another ad.

Anyway, read this (CL removed the post) and try to tell me that this guy isn't an asshole.

My Dating Experiences Here In LA - 34

Since moving to LA some 3 years ago, I've been playing the dating game out here. After dating numerous girls, I've pretty much come to the conclusion that I am totally wasting my time here.

My requirements seem to be very simple. Professional woman, single, no kids, never been married, non smoker, non druggie, slim, leads an active lifestyle, educated to at least degree level, no older than me, lives on her own and is financially stable.

You'd think I was looking for the universe.

Here is my experiences of dating the girls out here, I have broken them down by ethnicities:

White chicks these I would define as the leaches of the species. Hold tight to your wallet when you date these. They will suck every dollar out of your wallet. They tend to turn up to dates with their chest hanging out, as they desperately need some kind of attention. They also have a kid lurking in the background, with whom they have no contact with the father. This is usually due to meeting him at some random bar and having a one nighter in the back of his truck. This is also one species that is very quick to label other ethnicities. Yet they themselves are the ones who have the issues.

Black chicks these I would define as the angry of the species. This species seems to be angry with the world. Instead of moving forward, they seem to be moving backwards. Instead of going on about the past and thinking more of the future, they might actually get someone in life.

East Indian chicks these I would define as the liars of the species. This species is very closely related to the Armenian species. Still live with their parents to a ripe old age, sleep around with white/black guys, but secrelty looking for their East Indian prince. Make sure you get a STD test with these ones.

Armenian chicks these I would define as the racists of the species. No one is born racist, but they are made racist. This is one insecure species that is terrifed of dying out. So they hold onto their backwards culture for dear life. Don't even think about talking to this species, unless you are parting with your cash. Very corrupt species. BROW DOWN!!

Asian chicks these I would define as the children of the species. Don't get me wrong, this species is very highly educated, hold good jobs and are financially secure. But take them out of an academic environment and they fall a part. They act like sub-serviant little girls, dress like hoochies and get drunk on half a glass of wine. Dating this species is more like baby sitting a 3 year old. Plus it's very easy to confuse this species with the male species.

Mexican chicks these I would define as the scavengers of the species. Usually had had 4 kids by the age of 13. If you can find one that is legally in the US, you will find her building a career as a cashier in Costco. Once again, she will be looking for a daddy for her kids, whilst she can go clubbing with your money, so she can reproduce once again with someone else. They also like to make best friends with the social security office personnel, as they spend a lot of time there.

Fat chicks these I would define as the delusional of the species. for some weird reason, this species has it in their heads that thins girls are insecure and they are not. I mean who on earth would want to hang out with a walking water bed? The mere thought of entering a gym is enough to give them a heart attack. Make sure you keep a tight lock on your fridge door if you date one of these.

These are the only ethnicities that I have met so far. I'm sure this will increase, as I meet more and more girls out here.

I seem to meet a lot of girls out here who are extremely angry with the world. I can only put it down to this. They come to LA to become an actress. They need the attention, because the are extremely insecure. When they fail, they go to plan B and try to find a sugar daddy to support them. Of course they also get used by the guys and end up having to work as waitresses to make ends meet. no wonder they are so bitter out here!!

You think he'll get any positive responses with this? And he wonders why we're angry in LA? Because of shits like you!

Photographic proof.

Los Angeles Craigslist Jerk

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