03/13/2017
*sigh* The people OKStoopid suggests are compatible with me, usually aren't, but sometimes I still can't resist clicking on them. Then, when I see that I'm right and we have little to nothing in common, I feel compelled to send them a message because I just know they are going to see I've looked at their profile and sneer at the fat girl who thought she might be in their league. The message I send is usually along the lines of, hey OKCupid says we are compatable, I don't think so, but while I'm here I thought this thing on your profile was cool. Ciao.
So, I clicked on this dude because though it smacked of Grammar N**i, his profile name was clever. What an odd mix. He is handsome. His profile is spare, but carefully constructed to display his intellect, knowledge, wit and how oh so spiritual he is. But at the same time it smacks of, I am better and smarter than most of you. When he responds to what he thinks about, he says, "My boy Guatama." In other words, Look at me! Look at me! See how spiritual I am. I am so elite in my spirituality I don't even just call him Buddha like everyone else.
On top of this, he shows how fat phobic he is as well as letting people whose bodies may be temples, but are fat temples, they need not apply by posting a shot of his sleek, muscular build with the words, "non-obesity" across it. Let there be no mistake, his body is a testament to perfection and if yours isn't you should waddle off in shame.
What I did compliment him on (see attached) was his response to what he does on Friday night, which is one of the most hilarious responses I have seen; totally channeling a 1950's housewife.
Oh, well. That was enlightening. Next.