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This post will have not much to do with Elvis at all besides its time setting, so my apologies in advance to anyone who arrived here by googling "Elvis's death anniversary." (Apologies in advance also to anyone--ahem, parents--who don't want to read a gooshy post about a boy I used to like.)

This is not some expose on a online dating site. This is, rather, a more truthful response to the extensive profile I filled out on the aforementioned dating site earlier today.

Who I am and who I am looking for:

I’ve been into this online dating for a little over one week now and I only have one thing to say. I’m exhausted! Before signing on, I have to psych myself up because there is a lot of sifting through profiles that needs to be done and if you’re not up for the task, then, well, forget about it.

Apparently love is in the air over at Knox News.

I wasn’t looking.
Neither was she.
And it started happening.
I still can’t believe it.

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-Neither of us were looking and KNS isn’t a meeting place like a dating site or anything-as you must know..

There's one thing I hate about myspace. (ok, there's really a gazillion but none of the rest of those reasons are funny today.) They know by my profile information, that I'm a guy. I get ads targeted to guys. When my wife is logged in, she gets ads targeted to ladies. They know how to determine a target audience. So how is it so difficult to not send me ads for dating services?