I keep telling myself I must stop going back to all my old standbys. Well, just recently. I have made the decision! I will no longer fall back on the same guys!
However, I think WOS and I are becoming friends. That's nice.
I met someone new. Someone who hopefully knows none of my friends. He asked to take me to dinner. *Ahem, can I remember the last time a man asked me to dinner? A real date? Not just, "Hey, wanna come out with my friends and me for a drink in the not so distant but very late at night future? I promise to grope you in a parked car afterwards and then text you when it's most convenient for me."
Do I sound jaded? Maybe.
The new guy. What shall I call him? Oh, wait, that's right, Doctor. Because that's his job. Excuse another reference to (and perhaps dated) media culture and how it infiltrates our lives, but I'm pulling a Rachel (of Friends fame). She had a thing for doctors. All someone needs to tell me is I'm a doctor and I'm sold. It's a done deal.
So. The Doctor. We shall see.
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