Sunday I went on my first date in a little over two months. The
guy who I will refer to as Blisp (black and lisp) was great! Blisp was
interesting, mature, funny, attractive, I mean his worst quality was his gay
lisp. The date started with iced coffee and a stroll around Davis Square where we sat and talked on a park bench.
Then after about an hour or two of getting to know each other we went for a
late lunch or early dinner at a cute sushi place. Everything was actually
pretty good by my standards for a first date (granted that's not saying
much). Then at the end of the
date I remembered he told me he was moving. That's right, the first decent date
I have been on in probably 4 months and the guy is moving to California in three days. SO FREAKING TYPICAL!!! But what's a boy to do?
I have another first date tomorrow night, we'll see how this one
goes, but to be honest I'm not holding out much hope.
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