Dear lord, I kind of have a date this Saturday. A meeting for drinks, anyway. With the possibility of dinner later, if I don't freak him out with my radical left wing commie pinko politics or my recent inclination to refer to men as assholes. What the hell am I thinking? Well, that it would be nice to have a drink with someone, for one. That all men aren't assholes, for another. At least not all the time. That if he's even reasonably good looking and can manage a decent conversation, I'm gonna rip his clothes off before the--ha! just kidding! I would never ever rip off anyone's clothes until after the, what's the rule, third date? And of course, I always follow all the rules. Fear not, though. I'm wary wary wary of this whole game, and will not be easily swayed to even like anyone, much less trust them. I don't feel particularly sexy or flirty these days, either (though I am so marvelously svelte that I've recently had to buy a buncha new clothes so my pants wouldn't fall off), so it may be that I am simply rather boring to hang out with. Who knows. I'm certainly not going to pass up the opportunity now that it has presented itself. Truly there is no longer any doubt: I've lost my freakin' mind.
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I wish you the best of luck on your date.
Posted by: David Earney | 2003.12.29 at 22:26
What David said...and can't wait for you to spill your guts after.
Posted by: ellie | 2003.12.30 at 09:55