As amusing as my life can be, seeing how it provides me with at least interesting if not entertaining tidbits to write about, there are times it's just twisted and wrong; such as my limited (by choice) dating existence. I don't accept dates often because most males turn me off for a variety of reasons.

· They can't or won't write a one-paragraph sentence without misspelling something (and not using Spell Check) or it's written in all lowercase.
· They get right to the "let's fuck" proposition without even meeting me first or on the second date.
· They are so opposite of me that I feel like I'm on a hidden camera dating reality show.
· The best they can afford for a dinner date is McDonalds
· I don't want to date male Lolita
· I know it's shallow narcissism but they don't take care of themselves physically. I know I'm not a perfect size 8 but I do go outdoors and do 'stuff' and I don't consume Super Sized Value Meals more than once a month. Eating mostly junk food is one of the things that really turns me off.
· Simply not attracted (nothing wrong with them, I'm just not attracted)

Maybe it's the Los Angels area or maybe it's the energy surrounding the Goddess of Chaos rein... but I seem to get a majority of the above circumstances and therefore I don't accept many offers. Which leads me to only a few actual dates... no problem. Disappointing sometimes, but that's what I get for being picky and wanting someone with a attention span that beats that of a goldfish. Sooooo -- My potential date with the Burner.

"As fate would have it...I live in XXXX, and I am house mates with XXX (a guy I went on a previous date with). Sometimes it's a small world (he said you were sweet)."

Sweet... in and of itself, no insult / no problem. However, this is the guy who assumed that when I invited him to have steaks at BJ's for Steak & Blow Job day he assumed I meant that I was going to give him a BJ and a steak... after just one date. Needless to say, I never went out with him again. Why? Because as modern as I am I'm also very old fashioned when it comes to dating. I don't hold my personal preferences against anyone who makes different choices i.e. if you want to give a steak and a blowjob on the first date, that is your choice and (essentially) there's nothing wrong with it... but I chose not to.

I know guys talk just as much as the girls. Maybe not in the same way, but they talk and it's just as confusing, distorted, accurate, misleading, honest, detailed, straight forward and fucked up as the girls. Knowing this, do I ditch the idea or still accept? At the very least it could be interesting if not entertaining.