3. I met "J" online and we immediately had a connection. Did I really just say we had a connection? Good Grief! How does one form a connection over the internet? Whatever...anyway.... after emailing, texting and then talking, we decided to meet. We met, realized we enjoyed hanging out, and proceeded to chillax for the next few weeks. I say, "few" because I honestly can't remember how long we actually did date. I know it was over 3 weeks but I think it was under 6. Obviously he wasn't as special as I thought he was at the time if I can't even remember how long we dated. Anyway, after *said* weeks, he suddenly decided he could no longer date me. I quote, "I'm just not ready to be in a relationship. You're a great person and will someday make someone else very happy". Blah. I can't believe I fell for that crap. But I did. I cried. I sulked. I got mad. I got over it. I got over him. Okay, now here's the kicker........ not even 3 weeks later, I'm browsing (stalking) on Facebook and low and behold, his profile shows a picture of him, a woman and a little white chapel in the background. Say what? I'll leave it at that, assuming that you can figure the rest out from here. Whatever.
4. Have you ever seen someone who is so good looking, you do a double take (triple take)? Well, I met "P" and we agreed to meet for dinner. As I was walking up to the restaurant, I looked up and to see the most handsome man I've ever seen (in real life!) standing outside. Was he my date? No way. Way too good looking. But wait....that WAS him. It's not everyday that someone looks BETTER in real life then in their pictures. We met, had an amazing dinner together and then went to a local pub and ended the night there. Fabulous evening, fabulous guy. His parting words to me were something to the likes of, "I had a great time. What are you doing next weekend?" To which I answered that I thought I was free but I'd have to check (uh, really?). So he said, "Ok. Next weekend it is. Hopefully". That was that. And that was it. Seriously. He was never to be heard from again. Whatever.
I'll stop there. No more tales of online dating. It's funny to write them down, but it's also slightly embarrassing that I actually fell for so many lame things. I guess I can chalk it up to being guilty of wanting a boyfriend instead of just enjoying my life and appreciating what I've already got. Lesson learned.