Matching 102

It's Friday night and I'm sitting at home watching episodes of What Not to Wear. I've decided it's time. Time to get back out there. Time to jump back into the dating world. I resubscribed to Match.

I'm still not sure what I think about trying Match again. I know my experience will be different than it was last time, and I'm kind of excited about that. If nothing else, I know I'll get some good stories out it. I hope to find more than just stories, but I'm keeping my expectations at a lower level for the moment.

The boy and I broke up a month ago. I know myself well enough to know that I won't completely let go until I find someone or something else (take your mind out of the gutter) to occupy my time. Even still, I don't usually let people go completely. We'll see how that goes.

Yesterday, I decided to walk home as much as possible. I started on 34th street, walked up 6th ave to the park and over to Lex. While walking up 6th I passed one of the boy's doormen. We made eye contact and said hi to each other. It was kind of strange and funny all at the same time. I wondered if he knew that the boy and I aren't dating anymore. Maybe he didn't even know where he recognized me from, but I feel like doormen in NYC are like middle and high school teachers - they know everyone's business without letting on that they know. Of course I then started imagining how ironic it would be if for some reason I started dating the doorman. (Hey, he's attractive. I just wish I learned his name.)

Anyways, sitting on the couch watching tv is good and all, but sitting on the couch watching tv with someone else is better. Hence, Match.