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Yea, that's not gonna work

Date #1

Attractive. fewf.

Witty. check.

Successful. that's cool.


Great first date stats. The missing links, two very important things: real conversation...and dinner.
I suggested Old Venice, a charming local Italian restaurant, for a reason...because I was in the mood for a fancy pizza! I totally get the non-committal "let's get a drink thing." I use it all the time! But the whole point of that move is to have the peace-out-early opportunity if the date is going south. If you're staying for another 2 hours anyway, in my humble and almost expert opinion-dinner is a must.
Letting that slide I suppose (until home to left over Indian food at 9:30 at night!) I say nothing. I don't want to be that girl, the one that's possibly disinterested but wants a free meal.
I am quite the fan of banter; likely unqualified as a dating pro, but most definitely a banter pro! My general attitude, bring it on. Until I have had enough! Then I'll throw a few more zingers at ya...then really be done. At one point, in the three hour sesh, I couldn't even tell you the topic of conversation.
banter...must...stop...getting...weak!
Unfortunately Date #1 left me exhausted...and hungry.
Yea, that's not gonna work.

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