Matchmaker

For example, in the past two weeks, two guys have tried to tell me to uh, get my mack on with two seperate girls. Even though I'm not interested in either, each guy is relentless and refuses to let me choose my own fate.

A totally-off topic note: A girl that I know, who fits all the requirements and more has been dropping rather blatant hints. I have been ignoring them because I'm at a point in my life where I'd rather have a good friend than a lover. I'm not exactly sure why, though. I hoped to get into a good, veiled conversation with her about this tonight.. But I'm stuck on E2 instead. Woo-hoo.

It turns out that the politician is not actually Irish at all, and the funniest scene is one in which some of the locals pretend to be the politician's dirt-poor family.

A cute film, and especially cute is the bit about knocking heads.

One of said legendary matchmakers has had absolutely no success setting me up, and similar stories come from my friends who've gone to her as well -- totally absurd suggestions, attempts that have gone terribly wrong, etc. The conclusion I've come to, aided by my dad, is that matchmaking is a volume business -- success occurs through the number of trials. The many failures or patently absurd suggestions will eventually be written off, but the one success will never be forgotten.

Match"mak`er (?), n.

1.

One who makes matches for burning or kinding.

2.

One who tries to bring about marriages.

© Webster 1913.