The last few days have been hectic in the extreme, so I can only be brief here.
Things you ought to know:
- DOC has asked me out to dinner party he is allegedly throwing with him his housemates. Setting aside the fact that no one throws a dinner party for their own housemates, he also made the schoolboy error of setting an actual date for said dinner. It happens to be a day I am out of the country. Everyone knows if you like someone, and want to ask them out, you make your suggested plan as vague as humanly possible so that they have less excuse to turn you down. (Or is that just me?)
- Eharmony Jack is a real person. He told me so himself.
- I made the most of eharmony’s ‘free communication weekend’ to get in touch with a bunch of my matches. Unfortunately, even a three-day weekend isn’t enough to get through eharmony’s ‘guided communication’ system, which is as complicated and drawn-out as the opening gambits in the Kramnik v Kasparov world chess final.
- Eharmony Jack is almost certainly reading this. Sorry, Jack.
- I have now reached a dilemma, having found just one match who sounds promising, and needing to subscribe to access the messages he has sent me. £35 for just one possible match is a move too far for me. So it’s stalemate. Unless Jack’s willing to do me a deal – whaddaya say, Jack?
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Not sure if this coincidence or not, but last night I contemplated paying money after a week or so trying out eHarmony. I got as far as the credit card details page 3 times and then chickened out.
Today I got an e-mail offering 3 months for the price of one – those computers know absolutely everything!