Good luck on your date! I have a bumble date tomorrow, my inner monologue has been: you can’t be that excited for dinner tomorrow to text me at 7am to tell me. I’ll definitely have to wear heels since he’s a foot taller than me. Maybe I should get buzzed first so I actually flirt like a normal person. He said he rarely drinks, which might be a deal breaker but I don’t want people to think I’m a lush.
A quick sandwich before I run out the door to go to have birthday drinks at some yuppie tapas bar. I really should go home after that, but I’m feeling an H street type of night needs to happen.
When Metro is all fucked up during rush hour, just look for a girl near you without earbuds and say something like “this is ridiculous, damn red line.”
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Good luck on your date! I have a bumble date tomorrow, my inner monologue has been: you can’t be that excited for dinner tomorrow to text me at 7am to tell me. I’ll definitely have to wear heels since he’s a foot taller than me. Maybe I should get buzzed first so I actually flirt like a normal person. He said he rarely drinks, which might be a deal breaker but I don’t want people to think I’m a lush.
Some sort of sad frozen meal. Got a conference to attend all week which makes it hard to have the motivation to cook a meal.
If it’s cold AF I’m wearing my coat. You never know what could happen that might leave you standing outside for longer than planned.
Peace be with you.
A quick sandwich before I run out the door to go to have birthday drinks at some yuppie tapas bar. I really should go home after that, but I’m feeling an H street type of night needs to happen.
Every single guy in DC is “laid back” or “easy going”. Oh ok, would you have told me if you were an uptight asshole?
Mine is “Chipotle is over rated and I can’t wait for Opening Day.”
If you ever need to know where something is just ask the resident cartographer.
Will,
Important correction you need to make – the address is 600 Mass Ave NW. without the NW the address means nothing in DC.
No we need to not allow them inside the beltway.
When Metro is all fucked up during rush hour, just look for a girl near you without earbuds and say something like “this is ridiculous, damn red line.”
I don’t even know what DC is becoming. This makes me wish for more suits and pearls.
No we should cute meet on the metro.
I’ll bite. Hey!
I’m waiting for our first couple that start with a “Sup?” in the comments.
Always pick the option where someone else is cooking.
I don’t need to know what foods you prefer when watching your amateur food porn.
It’s going dip below freezing tonight. I’m thinking it’s a grilled cheese and tomato soup type of night, with a side of beer.
I double text all the time and don’t care. Fuck it, send that text and open another bottle of wine.
Minor League games are worth every dollar you spend. Only 87 days until Opening Day.
A bottle of wine maybe. Liquid dinner.