A Date?

There I was in the kitchen preparing myself a Hot Shake (or Peanut Fudge Milk Blend Swazoo) when my mother mentions to me that someone wanted to set me up with someone else and that someone else said he knew of me because he knew of my blog. Which, I'm not sure. But one of them. Is this the first time this has happened? Nopes.

See, one time, a very, very long time ago, my mother told me that someone wanted to set me up with someone else and that someone else said, "oh, I googled her name and don't agree with her views on Israel. So no." (That was a summarization of what was said to me with about three people between him and me so I could be misquoting. :))
Um. Okay.
And because I would prefer if people don't judge my "views on Israel" until they discuss them with me, I will refrain from judging his action (particularly because I heard it through other people). But, y'know...

Anyway, fast forward to right now. I'm sitting on the floor of my room, computer on my lappish (can I use lappish for half lap? How else does one refer to the thigh when the knees are up so that your legs form an A without the little line in the middle?), drink to my right, and writing. What have I to write? A little letter. Here goes...

Dear Potential Dates,

If you're reading this, I will assume you can read. There, we're off to a good start. See how simple this is?

Hrm...I can't really think of anything to say, so I'll just stop there. Oh no, wait...

Actually, here's something important: it makes my mother a little nervous that you guys can read my blogs and such. Perhaps it's because she doesn't really go for the things I write. Perhaps it makes her uneasy because she doesn't know what you think of what I write. So let's make a deal, if you read this, leave a message. By the way, that goes for all of you who Google my name and find my blog that way, too. I know who you are person in California and person in Chicago! Well, okay that's a lie...I don't know who you are. But I know that you Googled my name because you clicked onto my blog and I have something very glorious called, dum da dum, a sitemeter!
Well, have a good day,
Dina

Okay, I think that's all I have to say for the moment. But maybe one day I'll make an addendum...write about my preferred kind of first date and such. Until then, I'll just keep the personal things to myself. :)