Busted

It took four months which, to be honest, is about 3.5 months longer than I thought it'd take. Especially given my propensity on early dates, after a beer or two, to inform my potential suitors that the punishment for bad behavior or horrid fashion choices will be candid documentation of their poor judgment in a public forum otherwise known as my blog.

(Dumbass.)

The online chronicles of my largely-uneventful, generally-anticlimactic, and for-the-most-part-entirely-fruitless-until-lately dating escapades, as innocuous as I like to believe my blog content to be on most days, has been discovered.

About a week ago, though the wonders of technology, an interesting tale began to unfold. Someone had recently discovered my blog. Someone in the state where I currently reside. And that same someone spent hours spread out over a couple of days reading just about every word I've written since last October.

Now, I like to believe that my writing could strike a chord with anyone who has, at any point in his or her life, been single...or has attempted to find love (or whatever) through online channels...or, say, who lives in the world at large and enjoys humor at the expense of others, in particular one allegedly intelligent and by most accounts not-unattractive, young-ish woman who has a tendency to occasionally embellish her trials and tribulations with the opposite sex for the sake of her art.

So while this newest reader seemed a little more interested than the average visitor who more often than not disappointingly and inevitably stumbles upon my blog thanks to a Blogger/Google search for "sex," it wasn't out of the realm of possibility that this could be an honest to goodness new fan, a lost soul seeking guidance, or even the author of one of the many unfortunate email solicitations that I've posted here for the benefit (and safety) of the greater good.

I'd really hoped upon hope that my newest fan wasn't going to turn out to be someone I've dated.

And wrote about.

A lot.

I don't think the 26 year old and I will be seeing each other anymore.

P.S. Hi, Jeff.