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Future Dating Possibility?

So I seem to attract mentally ill people.

I’m not sure. Curly-haired crush told me it’s because my mother works with special ed students, so I just know how to interact with them.

Well, for whatever reason, I was asked on a date by a 50-year-old mentally ill man at work today.

Basically, he started out trying to figure out when I work.

I politely turned him down by telling him I close every night this week.

Later on I came by to see if he needed a refill.

“Sara, would it make a difference if I had a quarter of a million dollars? What would you think of that?”

Um, no. You’re old enough to be my father.

“Well, I’m happy for you.”

“Okay.”

Later on his best friend came into the restaurant. I asked him how he was, and said he was fine, but his friend was down because he’d been rejected by a girl.

After realizing the girl he was upset about was me, I told the friend to pass on the message that it’s nothing personal, I’m just already seeing someone.

Poor guy.

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Nondates and Magazines

“The only thing we’re really good at is blogging.”

-Best Friend

Exactly how I feel.

Have you ever been out with a friend and not been sure if it was a date or not?

I had that happen last night.

I’d bathed and shaved my armpits just in case, but wasn’t assuming anything.

When I got there, we sat on the deck and talked for several hours, but the whole time I didn’t know if it was a date.

There was even kissing at the end, but I’m still not completely sure if this was a date. I guess?

I don’t know if you can assume things like this if it’s under 5 minutes of making out.

Fuck, why am I so awkward?

In other news, Best Friend and I decided to make a lesbian magazine. I know there are already some out there, but we wanted one that would fill in the holes the others don’t fill.

Until we realized that we were trying to fill those holes because we want the answers to those questions. We can’t answer them because we don’t know.

We’ve got some style advice. Best Friend’s pretty stylish, and has a very stylish girlfriend. But when it comes to lesbian dating advice, we’re in the dark.

There’s not hope for us. I’m afraid this magazine idea may slowly fizzle and die, or we’ll bring in outside help.

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