Javi's Journey Through Dreadful Dating

I'm single. Well, duh you say. Or you might not since you don't know me. But trust me, I am. You can cut my leg and count the rings to see how long I've been single. To avoid the cutting, I'll tell you that it's been like 5 or 6 years since I was in a relationship. I've been focused on law school and passing the bar. I've had priorities, okay mom. And at 26, the pressure is on to get in a relationship and get serious. Now that I've been out in practice and no longer in school, I've figured this is the best time to be dating and exploring the world. And by world, I mean the 25 mile radius on my Tinder profile. I want a boyfriend. I want to get married some day. Have some kids. It's still in the cards, trust me. However, I'm not desperate to get hitched. Although, if TLC were interested in a new television show, I'd be down. That girl Sallie Mae comes a-knocking every month and I have to get her to go away. It would be a great show.

Name's Javi. Not Jaw-vee. Or Jay-vee. or Jah-v-eye. Javi. Ha. Vee. It's best to get that out of the way before we proceed on this adventure. Why? Well, because the journey from here on out is pretty hectic and we need some ground rules we can hold on to when it gets tough. Now, dating is a game that everyone plays. Or at least those of us fortunate to still be single in our 20s. And I'm being honest, I am fortunate. Not in the sense that I believe coupled people are doomed to a life of despair and that all hope is lost for them, but more of the sense that I get to experience the crazy world of dating! If I were taken I wouldn't get to experience the weird, creepy, stalkery, confusing parts of dating. So, we have the name down. Seriously, it's just Javi, we'll do some practice runs with it. The next thing to work out is this blog. Now, this blog isn't going to be all sunshine and flowers. That's what my Instagram account is for. Okay, it's a