So a man called today and asked me to go on a date with him, today.
Today is Wednesday.
An extract from my diary, May 2003:
''What kind of guy dates on a Wednesday?''
I have, since May 2003, dated on Wednesdays. I've even enjoyed dates on Wednesdays.
But every time a guy invites me to go on a first date, on a Wednesday, I think its sort of weird. The rest of the days of the week are fine. Wednesdays feel so... exposed, right there in the middle.
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this post is my favourite so far. fact.
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