Roller Coaster of Emotion

Holy cow - I'm about to confess to you something that I really never planned to.

A while back, Diddy talked me into signing up for plenty offish.com. Like the sucker I am I signed up and for about a week we would spend about a half hour in the morning checking out potential matches and usually laughing at people.

That got old real quick and I pretty much just gave up on the whole process.

When I would get an email from the site, I would sign on, read the profile and then sign off.

No one really appealed to me.

So last night after I got home from my super confidence inspiring grocery trip with Granny B, I had dinner and then signed on to go through the day's emails. 

I had an email from the site that someone wanted to meet me. (Or whatever nonsense they put in those emails.)

So I sign on and go to the profile, and I am not kidding you, it basically says that he moved to Arizona to start an "adult business" and that he is recruiting talent.

And then it says something to the effect of, "If you are offended by the flesh industry, ignore this, but if you aren't, message me and we can chat."

So, maybe I'll become a porn star and then I can buy my own lipo.

I mean, I didn't message him, but I'm going to take the option as a compliment.