boys, boys, boys

in my attempt to re-acclimate to nyc (i moved back recently), i've jumped head first into nyc's online dating community. i've been on fifteen or so first dates that haven't really amounted to a whole, whole lot. i can't really complain though because, for the most part, the men that i've gone out with were decent folks.

that is, with the exception of one outlier. and yes, there always has to be that one psycho person that just doesn't get it. but thankfully, that one person didn't actually have any personal information of mine except for my first name and my phone number. he does, however, have a pic of me which could have frightful ramifications in the cyber-realm (esp. cuz i'm paranoid, cynical, and overly-imaginative).

in any case, i was actually seeing one guy (not the psycho one) for a few weeks, but the timing wasn't right for him, i guess. i'm not 'in the know' about these things, and i don't really like to read into things, because i think that's more trouble than it's worth - so i said to myself, 'well, it was what it was,' and resumed my online searches for mr. acceptable (i think mr. right is a misnomer - implies that all the other guys are mr. wrongs, not a logical way to approach the whole search, if you ask me).

at the very, very least, i know i've made a solid attempt to meet folks from different walks of life - and, for now, at least i can take a break from it all and know that i *did* try : P