Day three was Friday (post written in past tense, because I'm FINALLY updating). I stayed in my office for all of the day, so the possibity of finding a Dew Tour participant to be my future boyfriend was slim to none - with none being the clear winner.
At 4:00 the office closed early (thank YOU, Mr. President...of the company), and my co-worker/friend and I went to get $10 manicures and martinis. On 1st and Ash is the Beauty Bar, a very girly, vintage-y bar, where the bartender traded stiff drinks for free hockey tickets. After 2 drinks for me and 3 for my friend, we found ourselves upstairs, in an great bout of girl talk surrounded by light pink walls and retro hair dryers. Though we had was an excellent time, I think it's safe to say, if there WERE a man in this place at this particular time, he MOST LIKELY wasn't going to be bf material....at least not for me.
On the way home I stopped by a "friends" house....which brings up an option I didn't discuss earlier. I'm going to call this option12, because simply it's option 1 (friend) and 2 (cut buddy) put together...why option 12 and not 3? Well, option three has already been designated BF.
Me and my option 12 talked, listened to music, did a little "catching up" and I was on my way home. By this time it was about 9:30 at night, and I still had plans to go out...after all, I've made it a personal resolution to be less of a loser/loner. I met my friend John aka Bams (option 1) out at a night club. This would've been prime territory to try the number trick, only the guys there were way too young and my friend Roz says that I need to start looking at guys my own age. However, if there were somebody I found attractive enough for me to give my number to, age wouldn't have been nothin but a number. Alas, I tuckered out at 1230 and drove home. Day three unsuccessful.
Unsuccessful = 3
Successful =0
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