Sit on my facebook

My fellow blogger Ily often writes about popular culture on her blog, but I only do so on the very rarest occasions. This year, I'll try to write about it more often. To this end, I'd like to bring up the upcoming He's Just Not That Into You. Inspired by the book that was inspired by "Sex and the City," this movie features a lot of big-name actresses across from a bunch of (mostly) not-big-name actors trying to figure out how to get into or be happy in a relationship. In the trailer, one loveless character (played by Drew Barrymore) explains her situation to a friend:

"I had this guy leave me a voicemail at work, so I called him at home and then he e-mailed me to my blackberry, and so I texted to his cell, and now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. It's exhausting." (Mary [Barrymore] to Anna (Scarlett Johansson) while standing in the middle of an aisle at a drugstore.)

Sadly, this is not too far off from my experience. I don't have a blackberry and I never text, but I've got two e-mail accounts, the dating site, Craigslist, facebook, and, of course, my cell phone. What's a girl to do?

Needless to say, I'll have to see this movie, even though it'll break my streak of only going to movies that are/will be nominated for a bunch of big-time awards. It doesn't come out until late February, but I'll be sure to post a review once I've seen it.

Until then, I'll keep using all means to find a date, including Craigslist, where I found this gem:

SIT ON MY FACEBOOK

Trying this again...
Sit on MyFacebook. Ah yes....cyber dating. E-rotica. It's a wierd thing. Oh look, I'm your online friend and I was just upgraded to 'Haunting' from 'Distant'. Thanks. I've met a few folks on here. Not many really. Maybe I'm picky. I think we all are by nature. It's not a fault. I mean, nobody enters a LTR thinkin', "Oh, you'll do, I suppose"...Doesn't mean you have to look like a Jolie or a Pitt or whatever other yardsticks of beauty there might be but surely there's gotta be sparks, fireworks, even little geiger counter farty noises, something.
So instead of a long list of all my utterly-fantastic-attribute-and-hobbies stuff, I'll just say I'm a fairly typical SFer. I wasn't born here (abroad in fact). I've had adventures. I want some more. I'll have some more. I like live music, occasionally hittin the town and maybe even painting it red. I know how to walk over a mountain and I have reasonable restaurant manners. I do stuff...learning, working, earning, traveling (lots) and I'm not a freak. I'm not a suit either (unless you're a very high-end corporate client, getting married, dead or a judge.) To summarize so...despite my dashing good looks, vast wealth, incredible sense of humour and physical perfection I am also delusional...
You: Funny and probably not into reality TV, Fox News, gobs of makeup or overly glam, sport, if things like Burningman changed your life, your life was boring to begin with...it's just a party. Tolerant of meat, occasional town-painting, occasional gym visits, occasional laziness, thermarests and bedwetting (just kidding on the last one)
A pic would be lovely...a banter equally so.
Ciao.