redefining personal baggage – worth reading in the age of the dating game
I learned something about myself this weekend.
Allow me to set the stage.
Saturday night. Out with friends. Well, correction…I was out withthe guys. Because all my female friends decided that Netflix was more appealing than a gorgeous, open air rooftop bar in NYC.
#NoJudgement…To each his own.
But theremaaaayhave been some potential love interests in the group…perhaps I’ve blogged about them before…a lady never tells.
JK…I always doo000 🙂
Anyways. I’m going to say something and I don’t want to give you the wrong idea.
I am not a lush. But, that being said, I do drink alcohol socially. I know my limit…which isveryminuscule. So Ido notimbibe in more than 2 vodka/sodas. Because…well…dignity.
But that night, I had 2 drinks. No more. No less.
And allow me to just interject…there’s a reason that they call alcohol a truth serum. Especially…
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