Computer love

One of my favorite r&b songs from the late 80s is Computer Love by Zapp and Roger. They made the song way before the advent of the modern Internet but I like it a lot and rarely get to use my encyclopedic knowledge of slow jams so I thought I'd borrow the title. But I digress. As I mentioned in my prior post dating post-college kinda sucks. Sometimes you get lucky but more often then not you end up with some kind of fling or no connection. The world of Internet dating is treacherous but at least spares the face to face rejection of classic dating protocol. With free sites like okcupid, you can look through endless amounts profiles of people in your area and forge a relationship of sorts from your shared interests. Naturally this type of setup breeds hookups and from what I've heard from various girls, seems to be fodder for guys looking to add more notches to their belts. I've never been that type but, eager to meet new people, I made a profile a few months after my move. For awhile I got a few hits from girls I wasn't interested in. I was a bit discouraged but kept at it. Then things began to pick up, right as I was considering deleting my profile and taking up a hobby of some sort. To date, no pun intended, I've met four girls from the site, all really different and all pretty cool for the most part. It's always interesting to meet someone in person that you've only vibed with on the phone and to see if their physical presence either enhances or detracts from any preconceived notions you might have had. All things considered its on par with your typical friend facilitated blind date which is always an opportunity for disaster. But honestly what's the better option for new transplants to a big city, especially those with limited pre-existing connections to the area and on fixed post-grad budget. I always leave my posts fairly open ended because the topics I pose are very fluid issues, constantly changing, solving and unsolving themselves. I'll close with this tidbit of wisdom: just go for it. In my experience its much better to deal with rejection than spend your idle moments pondering what ifs.