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Now, I’m not tooting my own horn or anything, but I’ve been told that first dates with me are “great,” my conversation is “captivating,” and talking to me is “so much fun.” I’ve also been on more first dates than I care to remember. So, add the two together, and I decided it was time for me to jot down the 21 questions to ask on a first date that always work for me!
Read MoreAhhhhhhhhhh! I don’t know how I do it – I have these AMAZING great first dates. And in a world where bad dates are the norm, these good dates are something else. SOMETHING ELSE ENTIRELY! In case you hadn’t already figured it out, I am fucking excited. We went to the Big City – a halfway (ish) point between his and mine. I was petrified about the journey. Public transport is a big issue for me, especially long journeys, and even more so if I’m all by myself. I get…
Read MoreIt’s taken me a few days to write this blog post which I’m assuming isn’t a great thing. I can’t usually wait to write up exciting events such as first dates but this time, I didn’t want to shout about it. I don’t really know why. It wasn’t a bad date. In fact, it was a pretty good date. I just don’t know how I feel about it. Or about him. Courier Guy was every bit as tall as he said he was, his 6-foot-something towering over my little 5-foot-3…
Read MoreSo, I’ve done the pre-date write-up. If you haven’t read it yet, check it out HERE. Now it’s time to read the post-date review. The date with the man, I’ve still not come up with a name for. The date itself, for some women, would have been a total disaster. For me, it was brilliant. Excellent. Fabulous. I laughed, I was myself, we were ourselves. It was lovely. Childish and totally non-conformist but still lovely. Before the date we had agreed not to get dressed up. I didn’t want to see…
Read MoreToday’s going to be a two-post day I think. I wrote a post before last night’s date but didn’t post it because I felt ridiculous. I don’t know why. It seems strange to get so… “obsessed” with a man I’ve never met but honestly, I’m obsessed. I was obsessed. So… This is what I wrote pre-date. And then we’ll come back to it. Grab yourself a coffee peeps. You might need it. Pre-Date I’m smitten with this guy you know. This new guy I’ve yet to name. We’re meeting tonight and…
Read MoreSo I went on the second first date with The Director. You know because I couldn’t remember the first one and all. So much has happened. I don’t even know where to begin. I worried about the whole new relationship thing and the dodgy smear situation for a few hours but ultimately decided to cross that bridge when I came to it. After all they might not even need to do any procedures to me this time around. It might be fine. We might not even make it that far.…
Read MoreSo, the hangover seems to have subsided somewhat and I’ve had some time to focus and think back over the stuff that happened on my date. I am genuinely not impressed with my dumbass behaviour. I shouldn’t have slept with him. I shouldn’t have acted the way I did. He’s been regaling me with tales of our night (and enjoying it a little too much for my liking, too) but I’m not sure where Little Miss Promiscuous came from. I need to put her back in the cage she clearly…
Read MoreI went on the date with The Director. I also got blind drunk and turned into an absolute slut. Total slut. Wasn’t that the point of the date though? I went out looking to get laid and get laid I most definitely did…. The only problem is I don’t remember much of it. In fact I barely remember anything at all. I’m a non-drinker. I never drink. So the three large glasses of wine and two or three snakebite and blacks I drank last night on an empty stomach went…
Read MoreI’m taking a weird and slightly different approach to my first date with Someone New. I’m going to give you an hour by hour rundown as it happens. A minute-taking, if you like, of my first date with this new chap. Now, I do appreciate I’m putting this date on quite the pedestal, but fuck it, good or bad, we’re in this together. So, this is me at 5:44 pm. Our date was meant to have started somewhere around the 2/3 pm mark, but his meeting overran quite a bit…
Read MoreSo … yeah, I went on a date with Jock. The date ended up being 11 hours long. I had so much fun with him I didn’t realise where the time had gone, and neither did he. Peeps, I’m in SERIOUS trouble. Our date was cute, cheap, and very cheerful. We chose the arcades and some seaside fun, making plans to eat ice cream and paddle on the beach and frolic in the sunshine. He tried to win me a toy at the arcades, on the grabber machines, but he…
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