"I'm a fun, outgoing girl looking for someone with a sense of adventure."

My Match.com has gotten quite a few nibbles in the recent weeks, during which I've been traveling most of the time and have been unable to do much replying or whatever it is you do with it. My subscription has also just lapsed, so I can't reply at the moment anyway and am unsure if I'll even renew because, frankly, I sort of think it's throwing money down the tubes since I don't seem to be doing much with it. I think I'm hoping again that the school hires some beautiful young teachers that I can "take under my wing." By that, of course, I mean I'll avert my eyes when they see me looking and not speak to them until February and then pretend I didn't know their name because I don't want to seem like a stalker. Heh. It's funny because it's true.

Anyhow, I was intrigued by this recent message from a 26-year old woman in Rosedale. I don't know where Rosedale is, but I bet it's close since I've heard of it.

Hey, I know this will be a weird way to start a conversation, but I read Life of Pi recently, too, and would love to chat about it to someone else who's read it. I couldn't put it down, either, and I laughed out loud in a few place. (Swim, Richard Parker, swim! No, wait, go away! Get away!) I also have some questions -- like what was the island with the trees supposed to be?

As you probably guessed, when I did the profile, Life of Pi was the most recent book I read that I could think of at the moment I was filling it out, and I figured it'd be a good book to put on a profile because people either love it or hate it. However, that was a long time ago now, almost two years I think since I read it, and I remember little about it, and definitely don't remember much about the questions she asked. I'm so intrigued by this girl who actually writes about a book in her message to me, though, and asks questions about it, that I feel I should re-read it and give her an actual answer to these questions.

If Blogger had categories, I would tag this one under the category title of, "The Memoirs of Baltimore's Most Eligible Bachelor." And that title, of course, would be an ironic one. Or perhaps, "The Emotional Adolescence of a Teacher of Adolescents" would be a good category title for my whiny posts about being single. Hmmm. Well, no category titles needed since there are no categories on blogspot.

Gotta work a Sunday brunch tomorrow. Tired, bed soon.