My friend Margot sent me this text message…
I had a dream about you last night! You were on Regis and Kelly and then on Ellen to talk about your blog, but changed your last name so people wouldn’t stalk you. All the lesbians loved you. Weird.
I loved this! Sort of made me wish it were my dream.
This week’s dating marathon went well. I scaled down the original 6 to 3. It is hard work being a dating machine, yo! My dad and I good laugh over it because back in the day, he was a dating machine, too.
The first two dates were pleasant. Good conversation, nice people, but no connection. The third date was fucking fantastic! It was very nice to end the week with someone who is intelligent, funny and adorable.
Tonight I have a girl date with two of my favorite sisters! And tomorrow I’m going to a friend’s house to check out pictures from his trip to Europe. Pretty fanfuckingtastic weekend. Yippee!
Yay! I’m so glad your last date went so well! It’s amazing how exciting it can be to actually go on a not-only-decent-but-really-good date with a guy. And it sounds like the awesomeness is running into the rest of your weekend.
I liked your Saturday night date the best.
I’m just happy that none of your dates tripped you as you were walking or pushed you into a wall. That is success!
Congrats on Friday and the impending aweseomness that will surely be the second date! Me and my sexy ass spent last night popping a blood blister on my foot. I know… grrrr.
Sounds promising!
Did you really just use the word “fantastic” to describe a date?? YAY! I forget sometimes that that’s still possible.
Fingers crossed for you, my friend…
You deserve some really awesome guy.
I mean it.
:0)
Next time you imaginary-meet Kelly, tell her to eat a hamburger or twelve.
I was busy celebrating my first anniversary this weekend. Woo hoo! We made it through the year without killing each other!
I totally want to hear more about Friday night’s date!
Yay for the third date!