Okay, so for those that do not not know, I have been on a series of dates. You can check out them out here. Anyway, lets move on. What number are we on now? Yeah, number 5, I guess.
Date number 5
Talked way tooooooooooooooo much. He made me nervous, men. For anything I said, he said five times more. Anything I have done, he has also done, and even more. Anything I knew, he also knew. He seemed like a nice guy but he was not relaxed at all. I was not at all comfortable, but the weird thing was that he apparently likes me, a lot! And I am like "huh?" Upper class, well dressed, etc etc. I apparently, want a "bum" in my life since there is really no reason why I am so turned off by these nicely dressed men with expensive watches and nice gold cards.
God, please send waffy a bum.