WHERE I LAST HAD A REAL ADULT RELATIONSHIP

You've found this page because, clearly, you've been following my love life for a while. Or, you know, you've lost your keys again.

It all started in 2005, when I met When I Thought I Was A Real Adult, a girl who taught me how to use a stove and not just a microwave.

I Didn't Even Remember Their Name, Isn't It Embarrassing was when I thought I was in love, but it turned out she was just a nice person who lent me her phone charger.

It Was the Burrito That Broke Us Apart was a real nail-biter, but let's just say it was a taco Tuesday kind of situation.

But, if you're looking for the real deal, it was When I Lost My Car Keys (Again), and I'm pretty sure that's a story for Where I Last Had A Real Adult Relationship.