Damn you, Panda Express.

You lied to me. 

Exhausting

This is an exhausting thing, online dating.


I had another lunch date today. I don't even know what to say about this one...


I was there for 2 full hours, and this is what I said:


"hmmm"........"oh"........"um-hm".........."really?"...........


He, on the other hand, did not stop talking the entire time.


There was a lot of ridiculousness said in that 2 hour time, but there are two distinct comments that emerged as the true winners to show you all, my readers, what I must endure on these dates.  I literally thought, when he said these things, "I can't wait to blog about this."


Ready? They are doozies...


1.  "If we had sex you would get pregnant because I am really potent."


2.  "President Barack Obama is just an angry black man that feels his people have been wronged for 200 years, so he thinks that while he is there in the presidency he can just take what he deserves."


Those comments really were making me lean towards a resounding NO if I was asked to go out with him again.  But what really cinched the deal was when he told me that Matchbox 20 was the greatest band that ever was. 

 I met a few guys while I was on my trip. 

At the beach in Santa Monica, no less. 

They were walking along the beach, 

and being the new, flirtatious, open person that I am, 

I bravely asked them to take my picture. 

Unfortunately, upon this request, I realized that they didn't speak a word of English.

 And then they wanted to be IN my picture. 

And after the pictures, they both gave me very large hugs and kisses. 

(gotta love the Europeans...)

Here are our pictures....

(I like the thumb especially)

Yikes.

I loved what one of my employees said to me when I showed him the pictures,

and told him the story...

"Linda- Why do you attract the strangest people?"

Why.

Why indeed.