A search engine saved my life today

I got a lovely reply from a gentleman to one of my online personal ads. He seemed intelligent and funny and very articulate and shared many of the same interests. It looked very promising. And then, out of curiosity (because he either foolishly or trustingly provided his full and rather unique name), I “Googled” him. Turns out, he's a member of some "Pony Play" forum boards and seems to actively participate in the lifestyle.

For those who do not know, “Pony Play” is a particularly interesting and unique fetish consisting of people who dress-up in BDSM wear and pretend to be ponies. Little saddles and carriages and riding crops come into play, as does the insertion in a certain body cavity of a decorative “tail”.
I don't want to judge, everyone has their unique peccadilloes, I just know it's not for me and I'd rather know now than after investing time and energy with him and then him telling me about all of this after a couple of weeks or months of dating. I loathe having my time wasted.

*shudder* Needless to say I will NOT be responding to his email.
Thank you Google, thank you.

Into the Fray

After a self-imposed hiatus, I have re-entered the "dating scene" with a couple of profiles on some on-line dating sites and joining some singles-events groups in my metropolis. I fully expect the first weedy crop of suitors to be of that particular brand of man that simply is looking for sex. I understand that and will chop them down at the knees accordingly. While a nice one-night toe-curling session is occasionally a welcome thing I am on a mission this time. I have a certain lofty goal in mind...

A real-ationship. Emphasis on the "real".

Will post updates soon.

Wish me luck.

Frugalicious

Velvet Rose is feeling blue today.

I paid off a bunch of my bills this morning and have come to the bleak realization that there will be no swanky cocktails, shoe, clothes or makeup purchases nor even lunch purchases from the cute new sushi boite, for a rather long time.

Budgeting was never my forte. Unless I can find a sweet sugar Daddy interested in a temporary arrangement, it seems I have to be frugal for the next little while. And unfortunately frugal also may mean anti-social.

Apologies in advance to my dear friends. How about a nice girl's poker nite and pot luck, or a Girl's Nite In with popcorn and movies?

http://www.thesimpledollar.com/2008/07/17/100-things-to-do-during-a-money-free-weekend/

Opportunity Comes Knocking?

The Russian asked me out to lunch today. Just he and I. Seems he forgot his lunch at home. He never forgets his lunch at home.

I am still kicking myself for having turned him down.