Category: I Fucked The Internet

I Fucked The Internet 7 – Easy Street »

I met this girl on Match.com, if I recall correctly. She was a twenty-six year old graphic designer who lived somewhere in West LA, which was very convenient as it meant she wouldn’t have to drive far to deliver herself to me. Her profile pictures showed a cute, thin, blonde who looked a bit conservative, [...]

I Fucked The Internet 5 – Quick Stop »

One of the unique aspects of meeting girls on the internet, is that you expand your reach far beyond the city you live in. At the height of my web womanizing, I was talking to ladies all over the United States, and even some in other countries. I had ho’s in different area codes long [...]

I Fucked The Internet 4 – Guest Book »

Back in the day, when I was fucking my way through the internet, I met quite a variety of people. You may have read some of my previous entries in the I Fucked The Internet series.
This particular entry is a bit different because I did not write it. At least not all of it. Seems [...]

I Fucked The Internet 3 – Take Note »

When I first began my online dating exploits, I was only aware of sites like Match.com and Yahoo personals. Neither of those was very effective in meeting the kinds of girls I was interested in meeting.
Sluts.
I use that term loosely but what I really mean is that I wasn’t looking for a relationship. Getting laid [...]

I Fucked The Internet 2b: Knock Knock. Who’s there? Crazy. Crazy who? »

What the fuck is that noise?
Who’s there?
Come in!
Mommy!
Oh, the phone is ringing. Shit. The meds make everything seem hazy and dreamlike. It’s difficult to focus. I’m on my sofa, where I’d been for 2 days other than trips to the kitchen or bathroom. I’m in a pair of old sweats and a stained wifebeater that’s [...]

I Fucked The Internet 2a: Knock Knock. Who’s there? Crazy. Crazy who? »

If you’re a reader of my blogs from back in the day, you’re familiar with my appearance on the CMT reality show, Cowboy U.
Anyway, I returned from that experience with a torn tendon on my right elbow. This was from being thrown off of a bull. Not a mechanical bull, mind you, but the genuine [...]

I Fucked The Internet 1: I Shit You Not »

I met her on the internet. If I had a dollar for every time I said that, I’d have a great many dollars. Hell, if I wrote a blog for every “I met her on the internet” story, I’d have more blogs than you could read in this lifetime. Or at least in the average [...]

I Fucked The Internet 6 – You Know Where You Can Stick That »

A few years ago I got a call from my friend Steve. He and I had gone to high school together in Maryland and still kept in touch even when I moved to CA. He’s telling me about this girl he’s dating and how hot the sex is with her. I’m very excited for him [...]