Getting Nervous

I’m going out with The Man tonight. And I fully expect to get laid. Like, five times.

Have I mentioned he’s cool as hell, very talented as a hip-hop artist (I had been listening to his CD every day for a week before I even met the guy, which just made me like him even more), too charming for his own good, and oh yes–a big hot black guy? mmmmmmmm (I have a thing for foreigners and anyone with darkish skin… what can I say, I like ‘em tall dark and handsome (and funny and smart and sexy, while I’m at it)

And yet, I’m getting nervous as hell.

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Douchebags At The Bar

It’s really hard to find a winner, or even a runner-up, at a bar. Which is why I generally don’t go to bars to try to find a guy.

Last night only added to my conviction that it’s pointless and double-fold nauseating to try to meet someone at a bar.

I met Sweetie Pie and Troublemaker at a bar down the street from our apartment complex. They were both there with the guys they’re dating, which left me as the only single one. Actually, no, not true. Those guys had brought their friends, and I believe they were all single—but they were also all ugly and/or socially retarded. I mean, fuck, if you’re retarded when it comes to speaking to people, just how retarded are you going to be when it comes to things requiring finesse?

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