I'd love to but it would be a friggin' LIE. Ye gods this was not good. The woman was a massive emotional bleeding wound. Her ex-husband had done a financial and emotional whoop-ass on her and she just couldn't stop talking about it.
Yikes. I hope this isn't what dating is like. Those 4 months with Julie are looking better and better. As is, I don't know if I'll ever dare scoot out of my den here at home and go on another date. Anyone out there just want a casual sexual relationship? (girls only please)
I hope you know I'm kidding. Sex is kinda nasty with all those liquids being tossed around. I only go through with that stuff for someone I really care about a lot. Or if she has huge... but I digress.
How's that for a scary sight? I decided to go for a hike after the date (which took 4 entire hours---and believe me, I wasn't the one doing the talking!) to clear my head and soul. *whew* But since I wasn't exactly wearing hiking togs, I sweated like a horse. And not a horse in good shape either. As you can see by my heavy breathing and sweaty shirt, I wasn't looking very good at the end.
Please excuse the less than ideal angle. I had my camera---which was working most of the time, it only had about 20 minutes of not working during the hike---propped up on the back end of my car and used the timer to take this picture. I'm lucky I'm even in the shot since I was just guessing as to where to stand.
Oh, and my belly isn't quite as big as it looks there. The sweat over my