Tonight is my second date this week but with a different guy. Perhaps I'm overly-optimistic, but I've got some high hopes. This one is pretty cool on paper.
We will call him Mark3 because he will be the third Mark I've gone out with in the past 5 years. I ended up dating both previous Marks (Dr. Mark for 6 months, Coach Mark for 3 months), so the odds are squarely in Mark3's favor.
...But are the odds in my favor tonight? That might be the more appropriate question. I've been a bit under the weather this week and probably shouldn't be going out on this date (or going anywhere for that matter) because I'm slightly high on some likely toxic combination of cough suppressant and Sudafed. He's taking me to a concert but wants to meet for drinks first at a cute little hole-in-the-wall Mexican cafe. I'm fairly sure that throwing tequila into the mix of whatever's keeping this slap-happy perma-grin on my face right now is probably not a good idea.
This one could be interesting.
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