Beginning Countdown

At the time of writing I have 45 minutes before my first date. It's a setup and I don't really feel like going. It's got more to do with this feeling I have of being achy and tired and just wanting to go to bed. I think I'm coming down with a cold but NSVegGSOH says it's probably psychosomatic.

NSVegGSOH and I have just returned from the gym. My stomach feels so sick that I don't even want to have any dinner. She's handed me a tall glass of PMax to help with the pep and maybe my impending shower will change my mood.

It should bear no reflection on the girl soon-to-be Date #1 that I would rather stay home and watch America's Next Top Model. I don't know her but I'm fairly sure that it's not going to work out.

That's the attitude!

A False Start

Well, the plan was to have the first date tonight. Unfortunately that is now postponed until Tuesday. Tonight I also recieved a phone call from the girl who will likely be the second date. I met her at a party a few weeks ago and she's organising a dinner or something for Saturday with a couple of mutual friends. Does that count as a date? Probably not. Opinions, comments?

The Basic Idea

This was the idea:

There are too many people in the world and most of them are idiots. How, then, are we ever to find the right person after just going out on a few dates? Even if I only get along with 5% of all the people I ever meet (and some people have suggested that that is being generous) then my chances of meeting the right person are pretty slim.

If the guestimate is correct then I will meet someone within the first 20 dates. The challenge is to go on 100 dates and this is where I will document them.

The challenge was laid down by Miss A over hot chocolate at Greasy Joes. My challenge to her was to come up with "commentary" during sex that is hot but not crude, evocative and forthright without being intimidating or cheesy. Perhaps the "commentary" will appear as its own blog one day soon.