:: part 3 ::

Robert Frost

Class of 2000


:: part 2 ::

Update: Post-Traumatic Dating Disorder (PTDD)

The Republican

The Deceiver

The Absolute Worst Date Ever

Mr. Migraine

Little Side Burn Guy

The Hanger On

Flatch

Smelly Cat


:: part 1 ::

No Socks Guy

The Shrub

spy

25

the yogi

Mr. Playoffs

the dodge

the yawner

Undeclared

the wedding guy

The 40 Year-old Orthopedic Surgeon

Skeletor

Philosophy Guy

Spanking the Yogi


  :: no socks guy ::
This was the first post-break up date. This family friend who I used to have a crush on set me up. Since I like the person who set me up, I had high hopes for the date. I was a such a blind date novice that I didn’t know that you never should get your hopes up for a blind date. I also stupidly set this one up for a weekend night. Duh! It’s so not worth wasting a weekend night on a blind date. Our date was on a cold night in January. He was wearing loafers without socks. No socks!! I guess not wearing socks in January doesn’t automatically mean someone is a loser. If he were really hot, I could let the socks thing slide. But he was pretty dweeby. And the restaurant didn’t take credit cards and he had no cash so I had to pay for dinner.
     

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