Hey crazies. My last post on this blog was a mushy mess about how my boyfriend and I, after a few happy months together, ceremoniously deleted our OKC profiles over a glass of wine. So yeah. That didn't work out. Bad news for my biological clock, but great news for you fine folks- because I'm back in the dating scene! I wasn't sure if I would post messages this time around, but now my OKC inbox is full (I so wish that was a euphemism, but it's not), so here goes another round of stupid freaking messages that I receive from stupid freaking guys on this stupid freaking website. I'm still posting under The Seltzer Girl, although I don't mention seltzer in my profile this time around. Sorry to deprive you guys of messages where I'm mansplained all about soda machines and how they work. I do have a picture of me brandishing a power drill though, so just wait for it. A quick shout out to a contributor to this blog, ShesCrafty121, who is currently cohabiting with a good-looking Floridian and his cats, so I doubt we'll be hearing from her anytime soon. You go girl!
I'll be post-dating these entries for when I received the actual message, as I tend to put them up months later, in spurts. I'll start with the very first message I received when I ran two miles, ate a slice of carrot cake for lunch, bit the bullet and signed up again this past February.
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Hold onto your seats ladies and gentlemen. This is going to be a quite a ride.
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