After a brief stint volunteering for the 2010 Inside Out Film Festival......After discussing the options and the general "scene" with all the close companions.....
After clicking through a spate of new profiles at our favourite last resort, Plenty of Fish.....
... I might have convinced myself to give the online dating pool another shot.
There are no profiles out on the site at the moment -- there's no more than a tentative toe out there in the water, both testing the temperature and gauging the plunge.
But the alluring spark of potential has returned and it's luring me out to dark waters ahead.
Still, I know I would prefer to meet someone face-to-face first. I want to feel the gentle pull of attraction between two people and I want to experience the slow build across the senses drawing me toward another person. The worrisome aspect of the online world is its penchant for reductionism -- we are downsized to a series of photos, a few keywords, and a condensed paragraph constituting a profile.
As much as I deride the practice, I am aware of its advantage when it comes to the queer scene. I get awkward in the bars and find the bass-frenzied swirl of the dance floor daunting. I am still on the lookout for events catered to queer women + business/activity-based interests. I liked Inside Out for the sheer fact I had immediate conversation topics with fellow volunteers and patrons alike. Now, it's a matter of finding more events like these and launching myself into them.
Hmm. It's a rather loaded night for questions and such. I have more to discuss with the companions, but that shall be left to future evenings filled with tea and gossip.
For now, I turn to contemplation and manga before the onset of bedtime.
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