Worst Date Ever
I'm starting to find my 30s a very validating experience. I've heard people say as you get older you care less about what others think. True dat. But I think you also care more about what you think. And if that's confusing, try saying, "I care more about what I think." I honor my feelings now. Today is the blessed event that calls itself Valentine's Day. I actually feel immune to the holiday this year. Maybe it's because I'm performing a show with people I love tonight, and that I'm not some heartbroken hopeless romantic like I used to be. But maybe my heart has turned black. Either or. With age, comes wisdom. And thank God for that. When I was 22, I dabbled in online dating. That's 10 years ago, so your options were limited. Lavalife allowed you to chat with someone for free, and as most 22 year olds think, I was pretty smart and would have no trouble spotting creeps. Right? Wrong! I became enamoured with a guy who spoke ab