The year is coming to an end, and so is this little experiment in dating. I went on my second-to-last first date last night.
I had fun. He was kind of disarming; he made me feel like I could really be myself. He asked questions and seemed interested in my answers, and shared a lot about his life. Which, by the way, was kind of intense. Right now he's working on his PhD, but he said he'd had a bumpy road on the way there. For example: At one point he shared that his uncle was in a biker gang. Sort of joking, I asked if he was in the biker gang as well. He said no, he'd been in a different gang. That's a very different conversation than I've had with dates 1-11. Fascinating guy. I'd definitely hang out again. Not super attracted to him, though. Not in a romantic sense. Perhaps he was too comfortable? He got a little crude in the end. He needed a restroom, and made a crack about tying his penis in a knot. I mean, we don't know each other that well, dude. Anyway, one more!
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