I realised today I had never gone back and purged my phone of the old pictures of Shitlord. Back in 2019 it was too fresh and painful, and by the time it had stopped being painful I had forgotten the pictures were still there.
Today, I purged them.
No narcissistic Magyar cluttering up on phone.
In the process of hunting them to delete them seeing he was not as pretty as I had thought at the time.
I mostly don't try to match people on Tinder but open the app occasionally and realise how few people seem remotely suitable.
But swiping on a couple of 40 somethings claiming to seek long term relationships that then actually matched over the last couple of months has matched me to a couple of people.
The first very quickly revealed himself to be a romance scammer of some sort when he said he was a research student in the university's research department. Come on people, if you are going to make up a fake identity, do a little bit of homework for your legend. (Look at me revealing I partake in spy thrillers, and don't really know anything about being a conman.)
The newer did a better job of passing for human, but if definitely using AI to make his answers seem something... maybe, smarter, which is making me assume he is probably also a catfish of some sort. And they are fairly generic. So will probably turn out to be a romance scammer, but has at least done a bit of homework of sounding convincingly in Dunedin. If not convincingly an actual human. Why do people bother?
But more to the point, why have I bothered replying.
The internet produces nothing good.
But hey, the US and Israel and war criming Iran and Lebanon, and maybe starting WWIII. Nuclear armageddon could wipe out humanity before anything else has a chance of being a problem. With any luck.
Going to the 40th birthday on the correct day was actually very nice. Though I hadn't seen the birthday girl in a very long time (maybe a decade) she was very excited to catch up and I ended up dominating her time far more than I my fair share considering the number of people there.
Otherwise have not been up to a lot.
Got a slightly overdue COVID booster yesterday so my arm is currently sore.
The guy I was borderline dating late last year messaged some more to (having not interacted with me in any way, and thus having no idea what was going on with me or my opinions) explain to me what I was thinking, but fortunately sign off by saying he would be deleting my number. Until he went very weird, I had assumed we would end up friends, but his tendency to talk about me, about things he had decided about me with no actual information to back them up, had been slightly irksome right from when we had first met. Realising that was only going to grow in scope as things went on makes me glad he decided to make up a version of me that was entirely not worthwhile after all.
