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Date Number 1 - April 2002

I met this guy online who talked about his height and how he looked, he even sent me a picture. Well one day after I worked up the courage, I met him at a restaurant and low and behold he wasn't the man in the picture {naive of me, I know} but I truly believed him when he emailed me his pic and stats. I mean who am I! I don't know him- there was no reason for him to lie to me! That's what pissed me off the most! When we met he was driving a luxury car, but he never once stepped out of it to greet me or anything, he just pulled his car up alonside mine and we talked for a few...when we finally decided to go inside of the restaurant that's when I got to see him for what he was. The brother was no more than 5' tall, if that. He was dark skinned {as am I} and there was nothing wrong with that, because the pic he showed me was a dark skinned brother, but in it the brother was 6'3", which coincedentally is how I like them. Tall, dark, and handsome...not short, nerdy, and goofy! But my motto, 'A Girls Gotta Eat' came into play and I sat through an hour of boring convo until something hit me. Not only was he short, nerdy, and goofy, but he was married and his wife had just given birth to their 3rd child. At that point I bounced, thanked him for the lunch and rolled out.

Consequently, my 2nd through 4th dates were all with similar individuals from Black Voices and they all lied. The 5th date was with this one guy in my area and low and behold on the day I decide to meet him, I get into an accident with my car on my way to his house.

That was interesting, because by that time I had started dating this one guy regularly and the reason I turned to the internet was because he said he didn't want anything serious. I did, I wanted a committment and thought I could find it online. However that was not to be the case. From that day I layed low and didn't date outside of the one non-committal just sex we are friends music executive that I was seeing. But even that got boring and tiresome and old, so I had to move on.

That's when I joined, afroromance, and yahoo personals, all free like I said so communication is limited...and they are a hot bed of duplicitious gratuitous sex fiends looking for a quick lay. Maybe its the romantic in me, but I believe in love at first site and soulmates...and that can't be found online...hell, you can't even find it away from the net...its elusive & ephemeral...and it tells me for those that have found love in its most elusive form- that of a soulmate, hold fast and tight, because there are numerous obstacles that will strive to break that bond. Remember you can tell alot about person by the spouse/significant other they choose.


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