The majority of the 40 dates I went on in two months were nothing memorable. Although I promised a date from those 40, this week I went on a date and updates on how man bun and Boston annoyed the crap out of me this week.

The last time I dated was when I was 16 and had a Blackberry. A decade later, I’m calling off my wedding to my high school sweetheart and move from my small town in upstate New York to sunny Los Angeles. Diving head first back into dating, I joined all the apps and ended up going on 40 dates in 60 days! Join me in re-living my most memorable dates and breaking down everything I’ve learned from them. Episodes released every hump day.