Man Summary

The one (1) day I fail to wear make-up to the Laundry Matt the entire Newport Beach Fire Department arrives? Ahhh.

A 35 year old fire man asked me out anyway. He had a patch over one eye. He was likely blind in the other.

Now I know what I want: (Thank you Paul for making me actually think about it.) A real man who doesn't let me push him around, holds me accountable but admires me. He's brave. He is kind and desires a woman who isn't a weakling.

1. The Matador asked to go dancing tonight. I said "yes" then rescheduled.

2. Thursday morning Evil apppeared ON HIS KNEES, literally on his knees, outside on my front doorstep with a Cappuccino in one hand and a Frisbee in the other.

3. Chris, a man who really cares, asked me if I am still moving to Denver or if I merely sowing final oats before my departure?

5. Pool Boy will soon be returning from Italy. We committed to having dinner "the second date". We'll see what happens.

Conclusion: I've never dated so much. I've never felt so desired and confused. WTF? Am I secreting some kind of love hormone? Odd because, I just learned, I no longer have hormones.

I guess they didn't test for Testosterone.