Goodbye stranger

Does everyone remember the drug dealer? I wrote a blog or two, two or three blogs back, about this gentleman. Well, sports fans, I've received news. He was allegedly recently arrested. On charges that I will refrain from mentioning at this point, not only because they make me feel very nauseas inside, but because the facts haven't been verified yet. Awesome. I sure know how to pick 'em, eh?

I did, however, call the Davis county jail yesterday and spoke with a very unfriendly, unhelpful woman who told me "well why don't you just ask him yourself" when I asked if she could look up if they his name on her inmate list. Thanks bitch. I was hoping that my questions would have been answered, will be answered. I would like to know if it is true. I would like to say it doesn't matter either way. But it does. Don't get me wrong, I'm still done with him, done with that situation, and hopefully done with dating crazy men in their mid-twenties, but I still want to know if it's true. It most likely is.

Gosh golly, I guess I'm a bit frustrated. Do I tell people, "Oh yeah, the last guy I dated is in jail on charges I would rather not discuss." Hmm? At least I was able to get out of that one before it went barreling off a cliff with me strapped inside, screaming and plummeting.

On a somewhat unrelated side note, I've decided to sign up for okcupid.com. (Remember I said I was frustrated?) Arghhh. Argh argh and double argh. Maybe signing up for - gulp - online dating will only further frustrate me. Yeah, online dating, friends. I'm going to try it out and see how it goes. Does it offer criminal background checks? It should! No, actually, to be honest, I had also just tried a 3 month trial membership on Match.com that ended as uneventfully as it started. I met - let's see - 1, 2, 3 guys from Match.com. Two were quite nice, just no sparks. One is now a peripheral friend. The third guy was not cool, definitely not cool, in a sorta pushy and almost grabby way. I got out of there as fast as I could muster.

Back to the facts. I'm single and I'm ready to mingle. Really! I'm not gonna lie about it. I'm a bad ass chick, too, let me tell you. And that's why I can post this sort of shit on my blog. I don't care what people think about me; I don't really care if ya like me or if you don't. I'm just me and I think that I'm a pretty chill chickadee. I'm trying to live my life in the most badass sort of way right now. Making every moment count, although still, in the back of my mind, dreaming about Europe, about Berlin. I can't wait to go back.

So I'm off to finish up my new okcupid.com profile - oh how I detest yet secretly kinda like those things - and start trolling for guys who are hopefully far from the troll type. Wish me luck.