In Jeans or a Dress: Misadventures in Online Dating

Follow the ups and downs of one woman's plunge into the world of online dating. Using journal entries, e-mail excerpts, and dater profiles, In Jeans or a Dress cuts through the spin to show the realities of online dating, positive and negative. My six months of online dating experiences are set against the backdrop of my struggle to find a place for myself between the growing minority that says it's okay to be single and the still-overwhelming majority that says it is not.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Nov. 6, 2003: Keeping it short

I received another email from someone who's only going to be in town for a couple days. This one, in MM, is a 29-year-old corporate attorney from San Diego. I do like San Diego … He said he read my profile, and I seem "incredibly interesting. Let's chat and you can tell me about Chicago." Let's not.

That's it for MM—nothing from Mark or Jeff. I did receive another email from Tim. We have a Brady Bunch exchange going now. Nada from Barry.

Matt has sent me three emails since we confirmed our plans for tonight. He's really looking forward to meeting me. Boy, is he in for a letdown. I've warned him it's going to be an early night for me. I think I need to do that to keep myself from spending too much time on these auditions. Even if it seems like it's going well, I need to be disciplined enough to cut it short. If I'm right, that'll leave the guy wanting more; if, more likely, I'm wrong, I'll at least limit my losses.
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Emode Icebreaker from gsparkleme, or Gene. He's 44, and I can't reply to Emoders anyway.

I'm awfully blasé about my audition tonight. Maybe that's because I have next to nothing invested. Maybe that's best. I'm not expecting much, though. I mean, it'd be great to date someone who's 1) 29 (30 next month!), and 2) 6'6”. But, for some reason, I suspect he's not my type. Not that that will stop me from being disappointed when he's not interested. What to wear? It's pretty damn cold, but I don't like to wear sweaters on auditions—not tight enough. But maybe I'll go with my new green v-neck sweater—reasonably provocative, and it should go well with my eyes. I don't know—who knows what works? Maybe I should stick with the yellow ribbed shirt.

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