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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!

Comments

Quite unfortunately, I don't have anyone to throw in your direction, but I am being quite amused at the very many comments assuming that of course you want a guy.
Well, hey. I like boys. *g*

Fair enough, but your post was all gender-neutral and stuff. :)
Of course it was. *g*
This is what I get when I try to make a clever observation at 3 am after a solid day of repairing computers--I'm not so much with the clever. I made assumptions about the assumptions of other commenters in trying to be clever, which was none too bright.

Which might be overexplainy, but I'd rather be that than rude. My apologies for being a twit, and best of luck finding agreeable companionship.
Hush. You're not a twit.