So far, 33 ain’t been a crystal stair.
I always try to do these T-Minus posts ten days before my birthday. I like to think of them as my small way of getting some shit off my chest so I can rocket into my next year of existence.
But lately, I’m wondering if it’s even worth it. (Bear with me, because this is about to be a bit rambling and might not make a whole lot of sense.)
While I may be ready for a boyfriend again, I don’t think I’m going to find him through online dating. I’ve been on countless dates, had five relationships, none of them really serious…if I were a baseball player, they’d have shipped my Black ass to the minor leagues by now. But because I am a sucker for love (and because I’m not getting any younger), I begrudgingly am back out there on the prowl again thanks to the goading of a buddy of mine in Dallas.
And of all the places to get back out there in the fray, I chose fucking OKCupid.