single again.
i didn’t expect this to happen. and certainly not now. but here i am, and it’s fairly impossible for me to take or give all the blame. the pain and blame are mutual.
32 and single. not really a problem the time i’m in new york, but a real issue in the other parts of the world i spend time in – daddy’s getting over the hill. but all in all, i’m attractive, in shape, and intelligent. so things should go well…
except i’m more or less a perv. so there’s that.
and i haven’t been on a date in 7 years. so there’s that, too.
fuck.
last time i dated, we had twin towers, my friends traveled in packs, and generally speaking, the girls came pretty easy.
i’m betting things have changed since then.
we’ll see how it goes. i have my charm, the internets, and, well, little else on my side.
i think it will work out just fine.
