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I successfully weathered Valentine's day. "Weathered" perhaps being the operative word considering we got about 2 feet of snow yesterday.

Friendster Guy was very sweet. Although he had to work both his jobs yesterday* he gave me a call in between to say Happy Valentine's Day and to tell me he looked forward to our date Saturday night. Aw. It may not seem like much, but it was plenty to me.

Now on to other subjects. Like this story from the Today show on the dating service Pocket Change. Are you a guy with money? Are you a beautiful woman? Then this is the dating service for you.
Applicants needed to meet some basic criteria — guys who are 25 and under must make at least $200,000 a year, and men between the ages of 26 and 30, $300,000 a year. Older than 30? The required income level jumps to $500,000. “For the women, the application process is very simple,” said Abelson. “You need to be beautiful. End of story. You go to the Web site, you upload five pictures. Those five pictures are judged. If you make the cut, you are accepted.”

Their website calls it the "Natural Selection Speed Date: Rich Guys and Hot Girls."

Blech. They should call it morally bankrupt guys and women with low self-esteem dating. That would be closer to the mark. Feel free to make up your own title in the comments.

*All winter he has two jobs, one of which involves at least two night shifts a week so he's literally been working since Tuesday at 8am and won't stop again until Friday at 5pm. Yuck. I couldn't do it. I'm a lazy bum in comparison.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Feel free to make up your own title in the comments.

Prostitution.
Sassy Pants said…
Ha!

LOL!

: )
Purse-Strings and Gold-Diggers

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