Bumble Fumble

So what do we think the odds are that VincenT misspelled his own name?

I can spell “fuck you” just fine.

My dad thought it’d be hilarious to point out a typo in my Facebook post, and HA HA HA, I hope it’s still funny when I forward you the therapy bill.

The pleasure of good grammar

Ahem… *you’re*

(Aaand this is why no one will spank me.)

Another Installment of “Online Dating with Judgy McJudgerson”

…Nope.

Sorry. (🎶Not sorry…🎵)

“A moo point. It’s like a cow’s opinion. It doesn’t matter. It’s moo.”

Reasons I’ve Clicked “Pass” on OKCupid Profiles: Crimes Against English Edition, Part 1*

— He said “I shine organically,” and wasn’t joking.
— His favorite artist was “m.c. usher.” (The site doesn’t ask anything about art. He just volunteered this info, presumably so we’d get artsy ladywood for his worldliness and culture.)
— He said “anyways.”
— He said “YOLO.”
— His profile used text speak. After my fifth “How r u?” message, I added “Sorry, I don’t speak text” to my profile.

*Let it be noted that I’ve never claimed to be a rational human being. You know that episode of Friends where we find out Chandler once broke up with a woman for saying “supposably?” That’s apparently the life phase I’m in.

No. Just…no. Stop talking.

Well, that’s excellent. I just learned that I dated someone who not only ruins my public Facebook jokes by trying and FAILING to add to the funny, but also misspells something so woefully egregiously that spellcheck would have easily caught it — IF you gave a rat’s ass.

It’s pretty bad that THIS is what’s going to finally prompt me to call him and end things officially. Not, you know, being a decent human and not leaving the guy hanging.

All of 2013 really represents a tremendous lapse in judgement for me, jeez. Onward!

Spelling counts

Quick tip: when you’re endeavoring to eventually end up naked with someone (eg, me) spelling their name correctly goes a long way. Especially if it’s only four letters.