Rach is irritated with me about not talking about dates:
The best story up until now is this:
I went on a fabulous date to San Diego. I think it was the best first-date experience I have ever had. The man made PLANS for goodness sake! We went to a baseball game (OH YEAH!!!!) and went to Seaport(?) Village and Coronado and La Jolla and his place to cook together (another OH YEAH!!!!!).
The best part was when I cut the very tippy tip of my finger off. And passed out in his living room.
Classic.
Lucklily, he is a doctor. Interstingly, he is not THAT kind of doctor, but he did really well acting like one. And damn if dessert wasn't awesome.
2 comments:
It definitely says something that one can cause oneself personal physical injury on a date, yet still consider it a good date....
(more than anything else, just to let you know I'm still reading...) ;)
hoooray... more! more!
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