Dates

Bad Annie went on a date with someone I met online. First online date ever – second date total in 30 years.

The ceramicist was sweet and smart and funny. Unlike the last date, I was very comfortable with him, my usual smart-ass self. We hung out for the whole evening, went back to his studio & made out on the couch. And I decided not to fuck him, at least not right then, so I came home. I’m not sure I’ve ever done that before.

He followed up the next day, we’ve chatted a few times since, I’m seeing him again on Sat. It’s not going to be an earth-shaking relationship — he’s really not ‘boy’ enough to stand up to me — but fuck I’m bored, he is absolutely better company than being alone.