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To All the Bitches Out There...
Lately, I’ve been Internet Dating. And by that, I mean I’ve been dating the internet -- last night, I totally fingered Yahoo. I almost banged Google, but you know how hard it is to fit a penis into a USB port?
Okay, that’s goofy, but in a way, it sums up my frustration with ‘dating’ in LA. It seems like nowadays, with the quasi-intimacy of facebook, ichat, and skype, all I do is have cyber-relationship where my ‘date’ and I message each other, watch the same youtube clips, and send each other emoticon’ed exclamations.
Pretty soon, it’s gonna be animated flowers and long e-walks on the Laguna Beach website. Will a woman be happy with a cartoon engagement ring?
Whatever the case may be, getting face-to-face with someone you haven’t thoroughly cyber-stalked is a rarity. Even when a date is set up, something invariably happens. Los Angeles seems to be the onl...
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