YUP I’M STILL PROCRASTINATING
Things I should be doing: packing, cleaning, sleeping.
Things I’m doing: screwing around on Tumblr, screwing around on OK Cupid, watching Metalocalypse.
Speaking of OK Cupid, according to their match question choice thingies, everyone I’m compatible with lives overseas. Check it:
Life’s funny.
Also, expect a lot of surveys early this coming week. Won’t have internet for awhile.
Oh, THAT’S why I’m single! It’s all so clear now!
I thought it was my personality…turns out it’s just my bangs/the brand of my TV/my distaste for chicken wings/the fact that I’m an only child.
This is absolutely hilarious. A lot of the comments are from ladies who appear to be super offended, but just think it’s freaking funny.
What confuses me though is who exactly their target audience is. Their little blurb reads: “We’re letting women in on a little secret. Guys make lists too. And, they just made a list that addresses a question on the minds of single women everywhere. What are the real reasons they’re still single?”
The first sentence makes it sound like it’s directed to the ladies. The last sentence/question makes it sound like the list is for dudes to print out and check off items when they go on dates.
And they refer to the offending women as “She [does such-and-such]” on their list, but use “you”—as in, “you are from Texas, vile female, and therefore deserve to be single because geographical location is directly correlated to your datability potential” in the actual explanations.
So…who are they talking to, exactly?
Haha.
Red Flag #18: she cares about 100 Red Flags.
I’d like to make one of these for data analysis. 100 Red Flags: The real reasons your analysis is wrong.
Red Flag #1: You forgot to test for equal variances, you fool!
Red Flag #35: No, no, no…it’s “correlation does NOT equal causation!”
Red Flag #88: Oh god, you’re using SPSS.
Etc.
To SC:
I never told you why I did what I did to you. I guess that makes me a coward. But it also makes you in the dark about certain things, which I think is a good thing both for you and for the other(s) involved. In the short time I knew you, I’ve seen you too close to violence to trust telling you everything, even now.
I will say two things regarding what I did:
1) while it may not have been an appropriate way of doing what needed to be done, it got the job done (forgive me for putting it that way) and for that I’m glad I did it. I knew things wouldn’t have worked out. I think somewhere down in your unconscious mind, you did too.
2) at the same time, it was a petty, impulsive, short-sighted, juvenile thing to do to another human being. I know it may mean nothing to you, but I can assure you that I’ve been experiencing full-swing karmic backlash pretty much constantly since that day/night/week/whatever you want to call it. I still hope, though, that everyone who’s ever done what I did experiences that same karmic backlash. We deserve it.
Every once and awhile I really miss you. I miss how comfortable around each other we were. I miss knowing that when you came over I didn’t have to suffer through hours of pre-meeting anxiety like I do with everyone else outside my immediate family (and sometimes WITH my immediate family).
But I treated you badly. I argued with you on purpose. I pushed you away and hated you when you clung to me even after I’d yell and scream and cry and run. I didn’t want to accept the fact that someone wanted to get close to me, I guess. I don’t really know. I think I actually knew it wouldn’t work from the very beginning. Which is stupid, of course, because I shunned all my friends when they were so quick to point out to me that what we were getting into probably wasn’t a good idea.
Stupid, stupid Claudia.
But I suppose the past is the past. I still miss you, but things are better this way. And I’m not sure why this poorly-veiled blog-letter is happening today. Didn’t have much to say otherwise and you were on my mind.
Which happens sometimes.
Because I still miss you.
Oh dear
I used to have an OK Cupid account ‘cause I was enamored with their quizzes. The whole matchmaking bit was, for me, just “for teh lulz,” but then I got myself a few stalkers (surprise, surprise), so I cancelled my account.
But now I’m back ‘cause I want to take more quizzes. And because getting flattering messages from total strangers every fortnight or so was such an ego boost last time.
YES, I’m that lonely. So sue me.
Anyway, OK had made some changes since I’d last been on there, one of which being an interesting tool called the Match Map. By having you answer 20 match questions, the tool is able to determine which states contain people with who you would match well and which states contain people with which you would clash.
So I answered the questions and received my map. Check it out:
So…apparently the South contains my soulmate. Really weird. Haha, and I’d best stay out of New England if I ever want a dude.
Anyway. Just thought this was an interesting little doodad. OK Cupid has other fun tools as well, which I will take advantage of as time
goes on.
WOO!
And man, Arkansas shot way up when I said that I liked fat dudes.
