Ok, so not only can I not find anyone to go out with (yes, I
have done the asking myself), but I can't even place a damned personals ad on Yahoo. I spent two hours playing around on Yahoo Personals yesterday, and this is what I get today...
1. "Your intro or description was not accepted because it contains personal contact information."Here is the "intro" I submitted. Please tell me where the personal contact information is in here:
"I like: philosophy, art, music, literature, science, metaphysics, horror movies (I loved the zombies waaay before they were cool), conspiracy theories, comic books, RPGs and my computer.
I do not like: the mindless drivel that passes as popular entertainment, most bars or clubs, plagiarists, walks on the beach, liars, users, sports ('cept rasslin', which is hil-AR-ious), ILLETRITE PPL WHO CANT BOTHER 2 SPELL R PUNCTUTATE N TYP IN ALL CAPS CUZ THEY THINK IT DONT MATTER LONG AS THERE LOUD, or "date movies".
I would like to be treated like a lady, therefore, I'm waiting for a gentleman. Preferably one who knows how to put on his own eyeliner. (Remember the 80s? Remember how the guys would spend as much time on their appearance as the girls? THAT. I want THAT again. Once more, with substance!)"
I don't see an email address or a phone number in there, do you?
Moving on...
2. Your primary photo replacement is rejected because it is too generic.This is the primary photo I wanted.

This is generic? Geez, what's a girl gotta do to get noticed?
3. The photo 2 contains nudity, obscenity, violence.
The photo 4 contains nudity, obscenity, violencePhoto 2:

Photo 4:

Hmm...Okay. Maybe I'll give 'em that one. My hearty apologies; I didn't realize that Yahoo Personals Ads are only for the
nice people. Wouldn't want to let anyone in there with an imagination or anything, would we? No! A hobby such as monster
make-up is
violent!
Thank God that Yahoo Personals has fully-qualified censors! They'll make sure that all self-expression is kept to a minimum, so that good folks aren't exposed to rabble and riff-raff such as myself.
Christ. Never mind. The Universe is telling me something; I think I'll just stick with my "dream date".