Taryn is a twenty-something cat lady based out of Los Angeles. She writes things in her downtime from watching Buffy The Vampire Slayer and taking too many professional iPhone photos of her cat. She loves french fries maybe a little too much. You can read her other writings at: catsmakebetterboyfriends.tumblr.com
For me, a 23-year-old girl-woman in Los Angeles, dates don’t just fall into my lap. I’m not the type to go up to some quietly handsome grocery shopper at Trader Joe’s and give the ol’ standard: “Purchasing that cheese, huh? How Gouda you! Ayuck yuck yuck, please date me.”
That being the case, I’m not afraid to admit that I’ve used the occasional dating website or app. I’ve been pretty absent on them lately, but only because the results haven’t been very…satisfactory. However, I keep my accounts active because the emails and notifications I receive are too hilarious to miss and, honestly, make me feel good. So when my friend (who I met on a dating site years ago, coincidentally) told me about a new app called Hinge, I leapt at the opportunity to receive more “hey baby, your brain is wild, let’s travel the world together!” messages.
Fortunately, if you really want to land a date and not just amuse yourself, none of those messages are in sight on Hinge. The app works by pairing you with friends of friends and introducing you out-of-app if you’ve both chosen each other (so you only talk to people who you want to talk to and who want to talk to you—no unwanted in-app messaging). Now, it is only available on the East Coast at the moment. But it’s not like I haven’t lied about stuff on my OkCupid profile before, so I downloaded it and faked a New York zip code.
Maintaining a positive outlook and being constantly a ball of cheer and sunshine can be a difficult thing to sustain. I, a human being with emotions, have and still do struggle with this! I know!
Shocking! (sarcasm, sarcasm, sarcasm). I am in no way a person to take official good advice from. I fuck up a lot and enjoy wallowing. I’m a professional brooder. However! I am turning that around! A new leaf! A new tree! Forest! Etc! Anyway you guys, here’s some simple suggestions for achieving and maintaining that same level of purring contentment of which my cat seems to be queen:
1. Treat yo self. WITHIN REASON. I am guilty of buying stuff for myself to feel better and then wondering why I can’t pay my internet bill on time. Keep it basic. Nail polish. Fancy coffee. Cheap shoes. Yes, money can sometimes buy happiness.
2. Get dressed up, dance to Beyonce in your car, and go out somewhere with your buddies. Talk to that weird bald guy after a few too many tiki drinks; leave your hang ups behind. A tiki bar is a magical place. It’s like Vegas, except not at all in any way!
3. Get in there and clean that shit out. I’m a hoarder. I’ve been lording over a box of junk for about five years. I finally did a deep cleaning of my closet and got that mischief managed. Now, I just have to figure out some way to get it down a giant hill to a dumpster. C’est la vie.
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