Outfit: Purple top, tight "nice ass" jeans, black leather kitten heels.
Cute enough! Nice shirt.
Plan: Alcoholic Milkshake date
Result: Date went okay, or as well as an hour-long date can go, I guess. He told me at 5 that he had plans with his roommates at 7, so we met at 6. He was cute, but I could barely get a word in edgewise. He wasn't a loser, but I learned on the date that he maintains nuclear reactors on military submarines.
I can't decide which is better… Learning less initially and going out on the first date to learn more, or learning more first and avoiding going on the date.
Text to my friend right after: "Maybe I'll just put duct tape over his mouth and fuck him."
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