Just because I'm talking to you, doesn't mean I'm going to F@#k you!

Let's start this off with stating that I'm new. I'm super new to this dating thing. Just getting out of a long term relationship (and still being in my 20s), I am pretty green to the social ritual known as "dating". I'm not ready to get into online dating (and reading about p.j.'s horror stories, I think I may stay out of that realm for a bit) or even speed dating (do they still even do that?). I'm trying the good old fashioned, going out to bars with my friends and maybe finding a good guy that doesn't have an Oedipus complex. I said maybe. I didn't say that that was my night's mission. That's just a bonus to the night.

I said that I was new to the dating scene, but I'm not an idiot. I've gone to bars with single friends, I've sipped my dirty Grey Goose martini while they shamelessly flirt with the cute guy at the end of the bar. I've watched. I've joked with the bartender. I've giggled. I didn't think I needed to pay attention to flirting faux pas until my relationship fell apart a year ago. Damn, I should have taken notes.

No, I don't want 2B UR Princess Leia.

Since I'm the first one of us four to figure out how to create my own profile, I suppose I am the one that is either going to intrigue you all to stay and keep reading our misadventures.  Or... scare you off so you never return.  Of course, I'm hoping for the former.  We have to do something with this stuff!  So blogosphere, here we go.

Background

Let me give you a little background on me.  I'm a single mom.  I own my own house.  I own my own car.  I have a career.  Not a job, a career.  I'm pretty laid back and pretty tolerant of most people.  (In my own mind... even if I do think some boys are stupid and need rocks thrown at them.)  I empathize with people way more than I should.  So needless to say, I have tolerated a lot of crap in my lifetime much to my own detriment.  Anywho.

So my dating ventures often begin online in the scary word of Internet dating.  And let's just say, it's been a treat.

Today's topic:  Internet Pick Up Lines (or messages)

The concept

The first thing I have to stress about this blog is:  we are not man haters.  That is usually the first thing that pops into somebody's mind when females start writing about their crappy experiences in dating.  We love guys.  If we didn't, we wouldn't be writing this blog or have experiences to share.  This blog is mostly about the men who really behave like boys and leave us baffled.  Believe us, we understand that there are plenty of women out there who behave like immature high school girls.  In no way are we oblivious to that fact.

The idea of this blog came about after sharing many of the funny pickup lines, pathetic stories, and general follies of our relationships, dating, and dating site adventures.  We needed a forum to share and maybe, just maybe get advice from any men out there who want to share with us.  Hopefully, somebody will gain insight from something we have to say.  Or maybe us ladies will learn a thing or two as well. And really, much of what we write can be applied to both genders.  It just so happens that this staff is all female.  (And no, not all of us are single either.)

Nothing on this site is meant to be ill-willed... okay, maybe some of it.  Everybody has had an experience or two (or ten) with a douchey person. The first person who slams us for our opinions needs to check themselves.  Who hasn't had a bad relationship experience that they've shared on facebook, twitter, text message, verbally, or on a stone tablet? 

Bare with us as we figure out this blogging thing and get stuff set up as we'd like.  You may see changes over time as P.J. figures out this blogger stuff.

-TR@B staff
(Paisley Jane, Sydney Rose Lee, and company)

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If anybody would like to be a guest author on this site (male or female), please feel free to email us.  We will gladly post guest stories.  Our only requirement is that you make everything as anonymous as possible.  No real names.