diatribe of <strike>cyber</strike> 'a dater'
Back In The Game
13 Sep 2008 Author: 'A Dater' Filed under: Screw dat!
Last night was a night out with some regulars from a local forum. I know, not dating but somehow still e-life. There were no young birds, but some interesting women.
Obviously they all had a significant other, so my best friend last night was Stella Artois.
So how come I still gathered two phone numbers?
No frakkin’ chance!
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- Tags: Married, MILF
It’s Britney, Bitch
9 Sep 2008 Author: 'A Dater' Filed under: General
Guess who’s back!
New town, new job and back to the old URL. All while I had forgotten to date, the net-fatigue also hit and without realizing I let a domain slip.
Still single. Not much has happened on the dating front. Things can only get better.
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- Tags: dating, dating blog
Much has happened last days. Only twitter followers could guess something, even if they could only be wrong.
Twitter followers will have noticed there’s a new woman in my life. My professional life that is.
- 2 Comments
- Tags: Dumb Me, Exposed
That Thing AKA Dating
3 May 2008 Author: 'A Dater' Filed under: Screw dat!
Well, it hasn’t been happening at all over the last week.
Not one date at all. Not one dating candidate even.
Zilch, Nada, Noppes.
The Landlady’s Daughter
25 Apr 2008 Author: 'A Dater' Filed under: Dating Limbo
Ever since I discovered my new love the trip to the pub was an obvious one. It rains often in this part of the country and so far walks were daily, but always rather short. With a break at the local pub. Greeting the landlady. And there’s a previous story.
Actually she has understood the main thing. She realized that I like her daughter.
Her daughter… that’s another story. :S
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- Tags: Whatevah
About 'Frack Me I'm...'
Once feared because of its aggressive tone, once a geek borefest and later on even the diatribe of an e-dater. Revived now and with the potential to go aggressive again, once the feedreader has been filled again.
But most of all, just a place to rant and rave, away of the known 'official' sites.
I'm a sucker for blond. Especially fake blond women. Or wait, what about a spicy, trim-lined brunette like Posh? To be honest, I prefer racy redheads, but one knows that they only bring grey hairs... and many medals for the significant other.
Oh well, I'll settle for Dita von Teese!
