Riding the Bullet

In lieu of drinking myself to stupor on Valentine's Day, I took a more pro-active stance on the whole situation and ... went out on a date with a different guy. I met him last weekend at a club when my friend from Philly was visiting me. I never expected him to call me and ask me out for Valentine's date - after all, most guys get freaked out about doing such things as V-day puts much more pressure and significance on an otherwise ordinary day.

Well he asked me out and seeing as my guy #1 was feeling very anti-V-day that day, I decided to take up guy #2 on his offer. I am glad I did - because it was one of the best dates I've had in the past two years. First of all, he paid for everything - and I know it may not seem like much to ask but in this day and age, it is asking for a lot. Second of all, he was INTELLIGENT. We were actually able to have a superb conversation during our dinner and then later on, when we went out for drinks.

From what could have potentially turned out to be a guy-hating, vodka-drinking, food-channel-watching night to a fillet-mignon-and-martini, fabbed-out date in a matter of a couple of hours? A girl's gotta have options and, let's face it, Guy #1 wasn't the only fish in the sea.