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Ok, so, I'm back from my date. I told him I wasn't feeling well and didn't want to do anything afterwards. Which is true, I've had a stomach ache all day, I think from my leftover salad (too much oil and vinegar), since it started after lunch.

So not my type. He shows up to the door with a rose. I'd known the guy for all of a half an hour beforehand, I think it's a little much. He isn't much of a talker, so I ended up doing a lot of the talking- awkward silence, not my thing. The restuarant was this Italian place that I wouldn't have been able to afford. He owns his own sailboat, people.
Ahem, anyway.
He's clearly a charmer. Clearly. I know some girls are into that, but I am definitely not. I like my guys nerdy and slightly awkward. Anyone who knows me in RL can attest to this, trust me. I wish I hadn't talked so damn much. Cause now he's gonna think I'm interested. Dammit.
Oh yes, he tried to kiss me, but I shot him down. Not happening.

Next time I talk to the guy, I'm telling him I'm not interested.