The problem with Match.com is that when you edit and resubmit your new profile (because suddenly you have an urge to solicit attention from beings who have nothing in common with you) is that your old profile is what initially becomes visible.

Your old profile no longer adequately reflects your optimistic outlook on web-based personals. In fact, your old profile can't hold a flame to the cynacism and "I dare you to write me, asshole" attitude that your new profile reflects.

By the time your new profile is approved and visible to lonely and desperate net pervs all across America, challenging them to see if they're capable of piquing your interest, your patience has worn thin. You no longer think it's fun knowing that strangers think you are cute. You no longer wish to humor the kind 50 year old man who has a yacht and wishes to wine and dine you, even though he lives in another time zone. You actually get pissed off when yet another guy, who thinks he'll hit it off with you simply because he owns a Fender telecaster, has written you the most unintelligible email at a 3rd grade reading level so's he can say hi. And if ONE more NYC businessman sends you an email with "Konichiwa" in the Subject line (because you are of a course a delicate lotus blossom from the orient), you fear that you may just go and castrate them and pop their balls in the eye sockets of their skull.

You extinguish the match with your own old trusted line of advice:

Just because it's nice to you doesn't mean you have to pay it attention.