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Sunday, August 19, 2012

Sunday Date Review: The Opposite of the WORST DATE EVER

So, I've been a very naughty blogger this weekend...and didn't post at all. SORRY.

Here's a quick recap of the weekend:

Saturday morning, I went to see the world famous psychic. That was creepily accurate and oddly emotional for me. I was planning on posting the entire recording of it on here for those who want to listen to my reading for an entire hour (aka NO ONE), but instead I figured I'd post the five best things the psychic told me in a special edition blog tomorrow, in addition to Manic Mondays: Tales of a Psycho Ex-Girlfriend. The psychic was actually a pretty frickin' cool lady and it was def worth the 80 dollars. More on that tomorrow.

Saturday night, I went to Connie's for a pool party. Mucho fun-- I adore her. I spent all day Sunday at the pool tanning and then had my weekly date night....yes, friends, I managed to squeeze it in, even thought I certainly didn't think it would happen this week.

If you read on Friday, I mentioned my obsession with the internet dating profile for this guy, Brandon, who gave me the "spark" I've been missing since February. We'd be texting non stop for 48 hours because he succumbed to my womanly charm and asked me for dinner and drinks Sunday evening at this nice little joint in Scottsdale, OHSO Brewery.

Needless to say, he's just as hot as his photos suggested and just as charming as he was by email and text. He was a perfect gentleman. The conversations didn't stop for 4 hours straight. We had some drinks, great food and I got to stare at his muscley biceps from across the table. Ain't nothing wrong with that.

SORRY, I LIKE BIG MUSCLES ON BIG MUSCLEY MEN. I DO. LET A GIRL FANTASIZE.

Anyways, I thought he was really great. Like, boyfriend material great, thus far. He also thinks my blog is pretty amusing, so I suspect he'll be reading this shortly.

So, let's recap. Hot, Gentleman, Smart, Witty, Funny, Good Career, Ambitious, Lives in Scottsdale....are we sure this is an actual man that exists? Well, friends, it is. I'm going to go ahead and call dibs on him now.

He already locked me down for a second date next Saturday. This is pretty much as well as I could've asked this date to go. I'll still have to test out his skillz with a wedge salad (see: THE WORSE DATE EVER).

We'll be back to our regularly scheduled programming tomorrow. I think I'll go smile a bit more now.

4 comments:

  1. hahahahahaha i'm pretty sure you found the only guy in scottsdale that's good. what the hell. i want one.

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  2. also HILARIOUS that he reads this. love it.

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  3. lololol not awk at all when he reads this. HI BRANDON.

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  4. HAHAHAH WEDGE SALADDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

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