Please please please let me get what I want

A week or so ago, I put up an ad on a popular dating site. Within minutes of my 4 sentence-long description, I received no less than 15 responses.
This shocked me, seeing as how my ad, while witty, was highly specific and in some cases a bit snarky. I soon dropped everything else I had been doing and proceeded to sort my way through the weeds of scruffy men that I had requested.
I sifted through profiles that:

• detailed height, weight, build, as well as stereotypes to which I was turned off of (running, weightlifting, beer pong)
• apologized for their lack of scruffiness, but promised they made up for it in their knowledge of music and/or poetry
• confessed this was the first time they'd been to said dating site and apologized if they said too much/not enough (I got seven of these, no lie)
• seemed to be copy and pasted from several emails to several different profiles/ads. These amused me to no end because they had nothing to do with what I was asking for, until the last few lines said in "P.S." form. Come on guys...

Once these fool's gold nuggets were thrown from my web, I emailed a few prospective candidates. I narrowed my favorites down to four and after a bit of (or lack of) email traffic, I'm down to two. The two that I dropped were either too spastic or too obsessive. I spoke on the phone with the latter of those two and realized that this guy mistook "scruffy" for "gay." Plus, he further freaked me out by mentioning not once, not twice, but three times sentences with "well, when we're dating" somewhere in them. No, we had not met yet. And no, we are not going to meet. Ever. Creepy!

The two I've set my sights on right now, I have decided not to talk about yet. I happen to believe that when you speak about something that you hope to happen, it won't. Call me crazy, but at least I'm not jumping to conclusions.