Retrobruxist Friday 12/7/12

I’m meeting Mr. One Big Duck next week. Like I said, it’s (with 95% certainty) a no-go, but I just have to. His message was/profile is so great, not to mention he’s real easy on the eyes — I just want to assure myself that prospects like him actually exist.

Plus, there’s that goddamn 5% chance that he’ll be so fantastic that I’ll overlook the duck.

Look at me, breaking my Don’t Write About the Good Ones policy. But it’s minimal and nebulous so it’s OK, right?

Speaking of OKCupid, I got fed up with it three years ago and posted a profile on Match.

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Two years ago, I over-indulged and wondered whether it was worth it. This continues to be a struggle. Nowadays I participate in a weekly event I like to call Gluten Sunday because Sunday means brunch, and you can tell me that an omelet or other eggy dish will do just as well but those are lies — LIES — because brunch means French toast and/or biscuits and/or pancakes and/or waffles. And I’m always groggy after, but it’s not so bad. As long as I can lay off the gluten the rest of the week. Which continues to be a struggle.

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Probably going to get somebody a flock of chicks again like I did a year ago but also a year of school. YEAR OF SCHOOL.

Happy Retrobruxist Friday, y’all.