I'm so productive it's scary

I don't mean professionally, hell I barely maintain conciousness at work.... and many times I require a nap time at some point throughout the day. I mean socially obviously.

So as the spanish call, el date. Remember the time that last night God decided to wage a natural war against my hair? Yeah I did because not only was it raining, it was windy so my umbrella only pseudo protected me which I was not excited about, if I'm going into war (dating) I have to at least think that I have looks to kill, not some drowned rat look. I went to Best Cellars which has become one of my preferred wine stores, got a nice bottle of merlot and made my way to the apartment of contestant number one.

From here on in it might get a little shmooptacular so if you're weak of stomach, eff the hell off, it's been a long time coming for me and I will be marinating in it like a lobstah in buttah.

I didn't realize it before, but watching a guy in the kitchen that knows what he's doing is a major thumbs up, I'm weird, I mean I also think one of the hottest smells is a guy that smells like fresh laundry so whatever. Anyways he made me a totally homemade italian dinner from scratch, it was delicious and not too heavy and the wine was delightful and so was the fact that when we sat down to dinner he turned out the lights and lit various votive candles around the room, that combined with the rain made the dinner that much better.

We then retired to watch a movie, and actually watched a good portion of it! Now I don't divulge details about this part of the evening but suffice it to say the evening was definitely PG rated and he's respectful of my wish to travel in the slow lane of the physical relationship highway, which is funny cuz I'm definitely a huge C*&k tease, but I never end up putting out. As I've said before, "Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free."

After bidding Contestant #1 who, coincidentally has one of those names that belongs in like "sense and sensibility" or something equally proper, I met up with Chip and the gang at Lucky Bar to celebrate one of my friends B-Days. Went to Millie and Al's after that and after a couple rounds of jello shots and beers I headed home back to the Palace.

I SHOULD have gone to bed but instead I had an asian moment and watched most of "Joy Luck Club" which, incidentally, always makes my tear ducts leak a little, it must be some sort of pavlovian thing.