Peace, love and eHarmony

For anyone that's taken a gander at my cell phone lately, you'll know that the name on the caller ID can be at times a bit cryptic.

Bunny. Corncob. Dream boyfriend. Lboogie. Tommers.

And then there's the Gemini Twin. Named not because we shared a womb (heck, we didn't even share a state until I was 18) but because we share several other important traits.

Perhaps one of the most important being that we were rejected by eHarmony. Making those obnoxious commercials with all the laughing, happy, dancing couples that much more obnoxious.

When Melissa told me of her woes after filling out an hour long survey, only to find that out of eHarmony's 2 million or some users there wasn't a single person to match her with, I did the one thing a good friend would do.

I put myself up to the rejection guillotine myself. And rejected I was. And together we bonded in the fact that we had single handedly gone through 2 million males in the world. Which was 2 million dates we didn't have to go on to find The One.

A lot of people have asked me in this online Catholic dating extravaganza whether or not I was on a secular dating site. The sting of eHarmony's rejection still burning in my heart, I of course said no. But in the spirit of jouralistic fairness (and since eHarmony was having a subscription sale too good to pass up considering the circumstances) I tried signing up again. Turns out those 2 million gents have changed their minds.

So here I go yet again.

Young, single, Catholic...and eHarmonized.