Online dating hard
Having read the news that teenage pregnancy as halved since 1998 because “socialising online is limiting the opportunity for sexual activity“, I couldn’t help but feel a little bit sad.While a decline in teenage pregnancy is obviously a good thing, it seems a shame that instead of hanging out with friends and flirting with the opposite sex, teenagers are now spending more time hunched over computers or phones in their bedrooms, making contact from the safety of a screen.You will peruse profiles and find a few women who aren’t posing in a bathroom with their stomachs exposed.You will look for things in common in their profile (they like Scrabble too! You will send them a note, carefully crafted to show interest and attention to detail. The next one will, but she spells “you” as “u” and you will let the conversation stall.That one petered out almost as quickly as the rest.
Hey, did you watch the absolutely fucking brilliant on HBO? (Take your mind off V-Day by binging on it tonight.) There's a scene/confrontation in Episode 7 (“Real As F*ck”) that I'm thinking you need to see.
I am, as the Jerome Kern tune goes, old-fashioned, even though I’m 26, and I like old-fashioned girls.
If I could bend the world into another reality, I would mold it after Woody Allen’s great musical comedy But I can’t, so last summer I joined Ok Cupid, the online dating site.
There was a time, not so long ago, when I could look back on my relatively barren romantic life and count, one by one, the half dozen first dates I’d experienced.
That was last year, before I casually sauntered into the wide and anarchic world of online dating, overwhelming my senses with the vast number of available women in New York who were willing to meet for drinks or dinner or perhaps an afternoon walk.