Columns: Tag – Internet Dating
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Luke's World
Never tell the truth
One of the ten commandments of internet dating is THOU SHALT NOT TELL THE TRUTH. Of course, I only discovered this a few weeks into my first foray. I had decided upfront that I was going to be honest. Surely, I thought, if a connection starts off on a lie, where else can it go but downhill?
Luke's World
Fooled by a floozy
The first time I went onto gaydar I got a flood of responses. Okay I made that up. A gentle surge would be more accurate. Flushed with slightly embarrassed pride, I spent a happy few hours sifting through my haul.
Luke's World
Narcissus of the internet
A dating profile is a mysterious thing. Mostly an outline, like a tracing of the real thing, it is often vague and always partial. Occasionally, though, it acts like a projective test, the profiler unwittingly revealing a lot more than he imagines.
Luke's World
As I wake up next to Rashad. Or is it Raveen?
To meet or not to meet, that is the question. Or at least that’s the question I ask my fellow internet daters. The advice given on a lot of sites suggests you don’t give out your phone number immediately. They encourage you to get to know someone and to meet in a neutral place on the first date.
Luke's World
Hard-ons and log-ons
Oh and all the second guessing that goes with this! What did I say about myself that could possibly be putting people off? Maybe they just don’t know quality when it slaps them in the face. Would a studio photograph help? Perhaps I should just tweak my profile.
Your Gay Best Friend
Steer clear of this man
Dear Gabriel,
I met the most sensitive wonderful guy on a chatsite. We’ve been talking daily and, this may sound pathetic, but we’re in love. He knows me better than anyone, without ever having met me. But now he wants to come to this country to meet me. He’s a Romanian.
Your Gay Best Friend
Nothing wrong with internet dating
Dear Gabriel,
Don’t ask me why, but my friend and I went on a dating site the other night. Blame the tequilas, I suppose. Bit sad, don’t you think? 2 (fairly) attractive girls in their late 20s. It’s not like we never, ever have a date, but then again, there we were on a Saturday night googling old boyfriends instead of being out.
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