A savvy friend told me that in order to find love, I had to approach it like a job search. "You have to put in at least 15 hours a week," she said. I promptly joined Nerve, Match, and JDate, and a few weeks in I was spending 25 hours a week on my quest. My friend asked if I'd met anyone nice, and I realized I hadn't met anyone at all. Nor, for that matter, had I even left the house. Instead, I stayed home and nurtured my commitment phobia: If a guy was less than 6' and didn't love Tom Waits as much as I did, a taller, more soulful specimen was just a click away - yet another person I'd never actually have to meet. So I'm taking an e-dating hiatus. Maybe one day I'll give it another shot. But for now, it's back to the real world. Because, basically, you can't make out with an iMac.
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