So I started dating again...

don't worry, my virtue is still intact.
I had one disasterous date who managed to irritate my roommate with his conservative Libertarian (shudder) rhetoric and insult my mother (for being a single parent) in the first 20 minutes, then sulked petulantly when I told him I didn't think it was going to work out.
I'm making plans with a crazy Belgian who only lives in LA every other month, and I'm about to go on a third date later this week with a guy I met at the dog park.
I figure pre-third date is a good time to google someone, and he has a web design company, so I figured he'd have a presence. What I didn't figure was that he'd be a contributor to a website that so succinctly defined my checkered past.
It's some sort of karmic irony, isn't it?