An update on the never-ending search for intellectual and emotional connection.
Last night on Match.com, I found a local musician that, for the most part, looks on paper to be just the kind of woman I'm looking for. She's a violist with a Master's degree in performance, and she teaches viola and violin in the area. All of our other stats line up well except that she posted that she was looking for someone who had never been married and didn't have any kids. I'm hoping she will overlook that, at least for now. I wrote to her last night and have been crossing my fingers that she'll write back (which makes it difficult to type).
This morning, though, I couldn't help myself. I started Googling around. It only took me about 20 minutes to find some more, real information about this woman, including her real name, where she works, and even her home address and phone number. Is this considered cyber-stalking? I hope not. I don't plan on doing anything untoward with that information -- except maybe to point out that there are a lot better pictures of her out there than the ones she has posted at Match.com.
But did I break "the rules" by searching her out online? For all I know, she could be doing the same. There is certainly enough information in my Match.com profile for someone to find me, if they really wanted to. It might lead someone directly to this blog. Hey, she could be reading this right now!
Hey! IndyViolaBelle! Drop me a line! I really am a nice guy, and my children are wonderful and gifted. I hope to hear from you soon!
(Sigh. I think that's the last of my optimism for the day.)