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I need an Excel spreadsheet

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

So I'm "seeing" a total of 4 men, currently(but sleeping with none). I like them enough to spend time doing things I'd be doing anyway(e.g. eating, running, watching movies) but I dislike them individually for different reasons. Normally I don't advocate dating so many men simultaneously, but I vacillate from celibacy to triple bookings, and that's just part of my all-or-nothing nature.

Guy#1: Met on a blind date, set up by a good friend. Spent $500 bucks on me for Xmas after we slept together on the 1st date. Got turned off at his eager/desperation, stopped returning his calls for a while, until friend practically made me see him again. Smells weird, like baby powder.

Guy#2: Met at the gym(he was my trainer). Hot as hell, but dumb as a Special Ed student. Tried not to hold his job against him, but his daily proximity to people's sweat is just unsavory. Out of the 4, I'd probably screw him first.

Guy#3: Ex I can't shake. He kinda sucks but he's rich. Cheated on him, left him, and slept with his nemesis, and he STILL wants me. Loser.

Guy#4: Friend who has confessed he wants to "take things to the next level"(his words). Uh... probably not. Sweet but prosaic. Helps me fall asleep.

And tomorrow I am getting tested for signs of God's Punishment: STDs. Not really scared, but I hope I don't get Harvard herpes(which is going around, from what I hear).

Catching the red-eye back to Boston tomorrow am. Leaving Bmore shamed and red-faced.

Posted by C at 10:58 PM

Labels: dudes, STDs

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