Back In Service
I’m going to dinner with The Marine tonight. I have no idea what to expect because we have hardly talked since I started dating Tex. Now that I’m single again, I’m getting my booty calls in order. Let’s just hope The Marine is still single too. Or has a super hot girlfriend who doesn’t mind threesomes. I haven’t talked to Jazz Man recently, but I will be soon.
Is dinner tonight with The Marine a date? I have no idea. It’s hard to get a vibe over text message. Just in case, I’m wearing my new jeans (they’re awesome–they make my ass look huge) and favorite cowboy boots. Wish me luck, and hopefully I’ll have something more interesting to report back than “he has a new favorite Mexican restaurant.”
Update, Tuesday evening: HOLY CRAP. It was a big fat mother of a what the fuck.
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