let the countdown begin

So, I did some thinking last night about this past year. I'm not really sure why I felt that Labor Day weekend was the time for a "year in review," but I'm doing it anyway. Well, lots has transpired since last Labor Day weekend. I moved out of the orphanage (the house I shared with four other people...the name is self explanatory at that point), I got a studio, I lost my job, I got another tattoo, I had a plethora of out of town guests, and I went on some terrible terrible dates. What a better place to show case the terribleness of those dates than here? Hold onto your f'ing hats and grab your socks. I'm gonna knock them off.




That's right kids...this week we are going to count down the five worst dates in dating history.

Get excited!