I hate the field. The dating field. The sea of fish. The freaked out people who think they’ll live the rest of their lives alone, so they are hyperactively trying to make connections and get laid.
I always thought it was a sorry place to be. Maybe because I was afraid of it. But it is inevitable, the entrance. My time has come, I have avoided it long enough…making excuses, saying it wasn’t really that important. Yet, in one way or another, it’s all I can think about. It consumes me. So, I’m taking a dive, into the sea; sliding, onto the field.
The hardest part is finding people. I am rather risk averse, so I don’t want to just go out to bars, alone…and I don’t want to build a friend group, helplessly have a crush on someone in that group, and then not have it work out…thus screwing the whole group over with crippling awkwardness and questions of, “aren’t we mature enough to not act like fucking middle schoolers!?!?!”
And, because it is harder, I feel, to find normal guys who like guys out in the real world, I have opted for the online route. On the street one can assume people are heterosexuals…but have you ever tried to assume people are homosexuals…that doesn’t go over too well. It’s a fun guessing game with a high possibility of getting punched in the goddamn face.
So online is the better option. I chose OkCupid because it is more social networky and super low key. It’s not a sorry market place for ugly homely people like eHarmony. It’s not the cougar-oriented place like Match.com. And it’s certainly not (although maybe one step above) Craigslist.org’s Personal Ads…which are as low and “functional” as one can get. OkCupid adds personality, humor, and a casual environment that us 20-somethings look for in our digital dating world.
All that to be said, online is the way life is in the 21st C…especially for the savvy gay…who doesn’t want to meet up in a local park or rely on eye-contact at bars to identify possible subjects.
I think you get my point.
Welcome to 21st Century dating, motherfuckers.
