Last night, I was bored out of my mind. The tricky part about being a teacher is that it's easy to get bored during the summer. I'm sure that once I have a husband and children, I'll long for these days when I could just lounge around doing nothing. But for now, I don't know what to do with myself. I came to the realization that I didn't even have anything to journal about. I've been doing so little that I don't even have any thoughts about anything. Anyway, eventually I did start thinking about things and decided to write them down.
I've long since decided that match.com is ridiculous. I still check it every day, just because it's entertaining. You never know when you're going to see someone whose profile picture is them awkwardly holding an American flag, or a guy whose "about me" section was nothing but Dr. Evil's monologue about his family from the first Austin Powers movie, or a guy who stated that he just finished reading the Hungar Games. Those are all things I've seen with my own eyes. Bless their hearts.
I started noticing a similarity amongst most of the profiles (in addition to the misuse of the phrase "about average" as a body type), almost every guy talks about how he wants a girl with a sense of humor, someone who can make them laugh. As a fairly funny person, this perplexes me. If humor really was the secret ingredient in the milkshake that brings all the boys to the yard, wouldn't I have been snatched up ages ago? I'm concerned that maybe people don't understand the definition of funny.
In all seriousness, my match membership is good through December...I should have plenty more hilarious findings between now and then.