I'm a big rebel though (ask my mom). I ended my subscription. I just can't take it anymore.
For now, I'll try to keep seeing the men I met online and meet the rest organically.
In real life.
The old fashioned way: drunk at a bar with a low cut top.
Negative. That was a lie. Trashy is not so much my style. I prefer to be a classy lady and bring all the boys to the yard in more subtle ways. Using telepathy and subliminal messaging. And batting my eyes like Betty Boop. Now she had it going on.
Somehow my skills don't yield a high return (although I'm having luck with 30 Rock men), but I will continue to practice and bring you some stories.
For now, TV Man is keeping me distracted. I'll report back with more deets a-s-a-p. Maybe later tonite.