It Just Gets Stranger
Sometimes I think back to that time I was dating everyone in the state of Utah–how I was using Tinder to find someone who wasn’t weird–how I thought if I just spent enough time on that app I would eventually find someone who wasn’t weird. And the irony is that I just ended up with the weirdest person on Tinder. But he’s my kind of weird. He’s the kind of weird who thinks the Kirtland temple is a great first date location for a couple of gays.