My friends are intervening in my dating life and this time...I'm letting them do it. I need help. That...and apparently, I pick weirdos...so no more of that.
So...I broke up with the "Don't Know What to Do" guy. Instead of calling him The Last Guy, I think I'm going to have to rename him Failure To Launch. That's a whole other story for another day. Another guy has asked me out recently and his name is "John." I have had all the … Continue reading Update
I think he knew that I wasn't the woman for him and I definitely knew that he wasn't the man for me, so we just made small talk. There weren't any crazy awkward pauses which was good, and, I learned a new thing or two.
I've never met a nice, good John. They've all been assholes. My ex, this guy, The Crapper (another word for John)...The Chemist...
If you, my readers, are wondering why I'm talking about old dates and old stories...by request, I'm writing about these old stories before putting my dating life and quite possibly, this dating blog, to rest.