And After Nola, the return to online dating, the hopes that one can find something that resembles what I'd lost.
The online dating thing has evolved. There are now questionnaires that promise to pair you with your ideal match, that rate you on every aspect of your existence and try to find you the perfect partner...
This should go easier, better.
It doesn't, of course, courtship is a far more nuanced and complex affair than can be summed up by questionnaires and personality inventories. Consider that 90% of all communication is non-verbal, that unconsciously we find attraction in a 100 subtle cues, the questionnaires, really, mean Jack Sh*t.
But they kind of make it fun. More Sex-Driven? Whore. Don't contact her...clearly someone without integrity or romance.
Hmmm. Less Sex-Driven, Less Kinky, More Pure. Sorry babe, I'm not dead yet. Move on....
More Romantic? More Arrogant? And More Literary and Cool? Now I'm getting a little pissed off, and this is one I contact. If only to see how in the bloody world she could be more literary than me. And it turns out that yes, she read a Stephen King novel a couple of years back, and I realize that these questionnaires and algorithms, their just a fun little game to try and get you chatting to bimbo on the other end, and yet again my online dating life is put onto hold...