I deeply resent a date that makes me come up with everything. Have a fucking original thought. Impress me for fuck's sake.
Oh, I have to pick the day, time, and you have no location suggestions? Lovely. You seem like a winner.
Of course one never knows. Maybe I'm just ridiculous judgemental. Or maybe I have unreasonable expectations.
Or Hell maybe he's nervous.
Gah. Balancing my bitch with my facilitator is hard.
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