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New York is a vicious town in terms of dating. I think this relates to the following three conditions of the City:

1. Everyone is so freaking cool/hot/rich, that either one or both of the people involved in a given hook-up is basically calculating their chances with everyone else in the room.

2. Everyone works a lot (because it’s so expensive to live here), so unless you meet someone cool/hot/rich at work, you’re not able to spend as much time as you should hanging out in other places filled with the single and lithe.

3.  It ain’t Louisiana and we’re not marrying the guy who knocked us up when we were 16 (sorry, Jamie-Lynn. Cheap shot.)

So you can understand why online dating (so to speak) is so popular in these parts. I mean, witness the volume of doin’-it-related posts on CL in a day. Or the number of people who you know personally who have slept with half of nerve.com’s members and all of the tattooed girls on the Onion personals.  But obvs, no one hits up eHarmony because they’re all gay-hating Christians. And no one wants to tap that. Believe me. But yes, even online dating is a struggle in this dog-eat-dog (if you’re into that sort of thing) scene. Thank God the fine people at Crazy Blind Date have heard our frenzied prayers.

Is traditional online dating too time consuming? Do you feel you know too much about the strangers you’re going out with? Do you feel the potential to be involved in some kind of date rape scenario is too low?

Well, you can stop worrying! At Crazy Blind Date, you fill out a questionnaire about your neighborhood, schedule and vague interests, and some kind of algorithm will find you a blind date. But you won’t really know anything about them. And they give you a picture, but they intentionally blur it. For fun! Get it? And then just to be safe, you meet in a public place.

I’m not even making this up. This is how they market themselves:

“We like to keep things simple. That’s why on very short notice we can set you up on quick dates with total strangers at public places like bars and coffee shops. You’re not allowed to see their picture or even communicate.”

So, I’m spoken for and I have like, a little bit of self respect. But I would really like someone I know to try this and tell me how it goes.

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Just wanted to call attention to my new favorite word (thank you so much for all you give us, Gawker): emosogynistic.

Re: Dude’s behavior who sees cute girl on subway then goes home and blogs about it on hotsubwaychicks.blogspot.com. Do not be disappointed when you click on this link and there are no busty gals with 12″ subs. I know Jared was.

From the site (editor’s notes in italics):

So this platform (ha! like a subway platform) will (be) for me to call out girls I saw on the train that I think are hot, if they come across their posting I made of them then they can totally hit me up and we’ll go out for coffee, talk, laugh, and hopefully make out and other things….I may draw pictures still not too sure on that one will get back to you there but it will come together somehow. No I’m not really as creepy and masagenistic as I made this out (phew), it just makes for good blogging. Watch out for the first hot chick for me to come across, it may be you 😉 (almost as gross as a real life wink)

I’m a little worried at the idea that just because all of the 20-something boys grew up listening to emo, that they have to internalize the craze and really live the lyrics to a New Found Glory song.

The needle on my record player has been wearing thin
This record has been playing since the day you’ve been with him
No more long rides home
No more of your station
I didn’t like it anyways
Remember the time we wrote our names upon the wall
Remember the time we realized “Thriller” was our favorite song

God forbid he overhears HIStory playing on some girl’s ipod.

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logo.jpgBrooklyn and its fellow boroughs (Staten Island excepted, of course) not only feature incredibly expensive housing, but they also have quite a few young people who are positively dying to stuff themselves into tiny apartments. So it is not unheard of for three or four (or more) unrelated people to live together in one place. While this contributes to one’s sense of community and builds character through forced intimacy, it also leads to the occasional tiff.

“Who’s turn is it to pay ConEd for power that so often sputters out (hi Queens and Midtown!)?”

“Did you pay your sixth of the DVR bill?”

“I paid for toilet paper last time!”

Ah, these dulcet cries need not pour from your cramped home any longer, thanks to Billshare. It’s a free app that allows you and your roommates to track the household expenses and everyone’s shares of them. It sends out little email reminders and has statistics. It’s anal-retentive and confrontational so you don’t have to be!

Seriously. How can you not love the internet?

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