Spinster

So, I had a second date last night. The first date was a lunch date and it went very well, so we decided to go out again. We went to a neighborhood cafe, where I proceeded to eat way more than he did (again). Over a few pints of beer, we talked about date-type stuff–movies, books, past dating experiences. I explained to him how I don’t like girls named Crystal/Chrystal/Cristal/Krystal/Kristal (sorry if I’m offending anyone) or excessive displays of other people’s emotions. Or sentimentality. And? Ya know what? He didn’t have a problem with it! How awesome is that? He doesn’t consider being “nice” (synonym for “bland,” remember?) to be an attractive trait! I’m so excited!