It seems that approximately every 2.5 years, a so-far-so-nice guy with a good job and actual intelligence falls moderately hard for me and invites me to his place in the local city so he can make me a steak dinner. So like, this is cool. He even asked me what cut I wanted (ribeye, duh). I'm bringing the wine - a nice Malbec, I'm thinking. This time I'm not going to show up drunk or make a drunk idiot out of myself. Hopefully he doesn't either. He seems interesting and like he wants to be really, really nice to me, and he's definitely really, really into me. And he's not fat or ugly or anything! He's actually been really, really into me for like, a year and a half I think. So...I'm just gonna go along for the ride. And the steak. And it'd be nice to have sex again. So, yeah.