Ahhh,... the wonderful world of dating. I am now thirty years old, and single - yet again. With the challenge of squeezing 'finding a man' into my schedule, I have resorted to online dating. With the horror stories of my friends online dating experiences running through my head, I am currently hesitantly going on dates - only to find that, yes, online dating is one huge cluster-fuck of insane men, men looking only to get laid, ugly men, married men, lying men, a few sane men, and more completely out-of-their-mind men.
So the journey of dating has never eluded me. Every few years I find a guy that is great - only to turn out that, hmmm ... not so great. Or at least not so great for me. Or for any woman, for that matter. I just like to think I was smart enough to not let them bamboozle me into their web of douchebaginess. But maybe I am just addicted to dating; it's a sad but honest conclusion that I must draw as my thirtieth birthday came and went.
I am starting my first few blogs with a journey through my dating past, focusing on some of the most ridiculous dating experiences I have ever had the pleasure of enduring. To all of the men whose complete retardness has helped me obtain a volume of unbelievable dating memories, I thank you...
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