Tuesday, May 26, 2009


I guess you could say that I went on my first proper 'date' the other night since breaking up with the ex. It didn't turn out. I had hoped that my body language had sent the intended message. Passing out on my friend's couch is a good sign that I'm not interested. Anyway, just then I said it directly and in terms that I am pretty sure cannot be misconstrued. Hopefully it's received pain free at the other end.

I am definitely tending toward the "I don't date" camp. It's use-less. Get drunk and flirt and hope it works is a much better solution.


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