Sorry I’m not sorry that the NYC Snowpocalypse forced me to spend the night at your apartment after meeting you on the internet that day. We went to three bars last night. So technically I waited until the third date.
Right? Right. I’m still kicking so at least you aren’t the Craigslist killer. Phew.
saw a guy i used to work with at the gym. he noticed which machines i was working on so i guy he was probably noticing how different i look from the last he saw me? idk. on another note, i feel like shopping for some slightly “slutty” clothes today