Date 2, Part 2
Okay, getting back to last Sunday’s date. I do not throw up. Nor do I retreat. I keep putting one foot in front of the other,…
Okay, getting back to last Sunday’s date. I do not throw up. Nor do I retreat. I keep putting one foot in front of the other,…
I know, I know. I’m supposed to be posting about the culmination of Sunday’s date in Rittenhouse Square. But I haven’t finished writing it yet. So…
On Friday night, I feel asleep watching Star Wars. Again. This is a problem because The Wedding Date (my current beau for those of you just…
It was the moment every single man dreams of, which is why I thrust my chai latte at The Wedding Date and ran towards the “woman’s…
I got a bit distracted during yesterday’s post. As such, I forgot to explain why I’m going speed dating in the first place. Lest you think…