So, I know this girl – from my local pub – that is constantly writing about how horrible dating life is. She’s like a bad episode of Sex in the City. Talking about the bad dating karma she’s put out in the past and how it’s all coming back at her, and how all guys are the same and end up being total duds or just treat her like shit.

Well, anyway… I run into her with the usual group of friends + a few new people. Turns out one of “new people” is a guy she’s got a thing for, yadda yadda, and so I decide to observe a little. In about 3 minutes flat, I’ve figure out she’s screwed the moment she sleeps with this guy.

Oh, but how do you know this Mr. Antiblogger?? Please do tell.

OK, so the girl I know, the girl I’ve had many conversations and many more beers with, is suddenly gone. Everything about her changes the split second she gets a moment alone with this guy. It’s like watching a bad 3am showing of a written-in-3-hours-romance you might see on Cinemax. Everything from her posture right down to the look in her eyes and the tone of her voice does a 180 and she’s in Man-Hunting mode.

I guess I should pause here for a second and tell you that when not in the ‘Man-Hunting’ mode, this girl is a smart, stubborn, well-spoken and generally cool person. Her taste in music SUCKS and her sense of fashion … well, it’s less than ‘sexy’, but other than that she’s the type of person that one can talk to and enjoy spending time with. I’d never in my life consider going out with her, but I know a ton of people that probably would.

So, yeah – Now that she’s figured out exactly what this guy might be interested in, she becomes exactly that girl.

I decide I’m done observing. I already know whats gonna happen next, so I whats the point

A few beers later, she comes running over to happily announce that she getting a ride home with Mr. (insert clever name) and then we fast-forward to her posts. Two, maybe three posts about how GREAT this guy she’s been blogging about having a crush on actually is, two posts about how everything is going downhill, and then the inevitable post about how all guys are assholes and she doesn’t deserve to be treated so badly or ignored, whatever … they’re always the same general things, re-written to make herself sound perfect and the guy sound like a dog.

Sorry little girl, but the truth is you’re getting exactly what you deserve and (probably at a sub-concious level) exactly what you want. You sell yourself as someone you’re not and then pretend to be shocked when you can’t keep the charade going.

Next thing you know, the guy realizes you’re not the type of girl he’d date, and decides to blow you off or keep you around for a few extra days while he finds his next fuck-friend.

Why is this a shock to you? Why don’t you understand that if a guy doesn’t ask you out while your being yourself, it’s probably because you’re not what he’s looking for? Is it that difficult to comprehend that the guy that wants the girl you pretend to be is not going to be very happy when you slowly start to become yourself again?

It’s girls like you that deserve forced sterilization. You are, in fact, that girl – the one that will eventually get a guy for just long enough to get pregnant in an attempt to trap him. The pain you feel isn’t caused by any GUY – it’s being caused by your own stupidity and you deserve every last bit of it.

Yeah, I’m done venting now. Cheers!