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April 2016



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And while you're at it, I want a pony.

February 29th would have been my second wedding anniversary, if I were still married. (The alert among you will have already figured out that this means I got married in 2000.) I've been separated for over two years now, and divorced for six months, and I have realized something recently.

I am ready to start dating again.

Of course, I have no idea how a self-employed artist would meet people. A friend of mine has been exploring the wilds of Craig's list for similar purposes, but her results have been mixed enough that I'm totally hesitant to try that. On the other hand, I'm also enough at a loss that on the way home from Fall River (it's about a two hour drive) tonight I started composing a personal ad.

Let's see.

Self-employed, financially independent artist seeks person(s) for acquaintanceship, flirtation, possible escalation. I am: divorced, female, 36, eclectic, geeky, mercurial, empathic, intellectual, opinionated, radical, insecure, overscheduled, tactile, energetic, intimidating, picky, prickly, defensive, spontaneous, amusing, tough, devoid of ownership issues, bad at communicating needs strongly, moderately traumatized but so over the glamour of my own tragic past, and can cook. I am looking for someone(s) who is/are: 25-55, single or in an open relationship, solvent, outdoorsy, creative, adventurous, ethical, ambitious, geeky, competent, active, curious, friendly, funny, and not a picky eater.

Anybody not within a reasonable commute of Hartford, CT, need not apply.

And then it occurred to me... I could ask my Internets!  So there you go.

Internets, set me up with your friends!


Asking the internetz? You are out of your ever loving mind, woman.

I heartily salute you and wish you the best of luck on your quest.
I warn you. There are single, hot (?), entertaining guys on the internet. They just have slightly receeding hairlines at 24.
Oh, is that where they're keeping them all? ;)
That "(?)" holds a world of weird. Sometimes two or three worlds of weird, if you live in LA.
If you think that's bad, you should wait until I get my (!) out!
My eyes! My eyes!

Oh, what I'd give for an interrobang on my keyboard...
See, now you're just getting kinky.

Think I'm gonna interrobang with a complete stranger, do you.


I see what you did there!!
Nonsense. Some of them have slightly receding hairlines at 23.
*g* And what's wrong with that?