Flim Flam & Social Shakeout

I don't really believe in horoscopes. They always seem to miss the mark. Last week, for example, it harped on how an unknown someone is in love with me. Yeah. Whatever.

Still find myself reading mine, though. I guess it's part curiosity and part wishful thinking. It would be nice to have a little supernatural guidance, a little help from above. They're usually so inaccurate I find myself laughing.

Today's is pretty on-the-mark, though: "You've been moody all week and can't find a way past it. So tonight, instead of going out, take advantage of some time alone. Don't stress out about why you haven't been yourself -- just be. "

I had already planned to go to a movie alone again, and no I'm just more determined. Silly, huh? Fever Pitch has made it to the dollar movies, so I'm outta here shortly.

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Having second (or is it tenth?) thoughts about these coffee dates. They just feel weird. I've never been out with a total stranger in my life. I've almost always known the men I've dated for at least a few months before we date. Even all my "onesie" dates were with guys I knew, or at the very least guys who were friends of guys I already knew and trusted. (Funny that I've never been set up by a girlfriend -- it's always my male friends who find me dates!!)

And what kind of "how we met" story would this make? "Well, I couldn't find anyone on my own so I signed up with an Internet service, and after meeting hundreds of jerks I eventually met Phil deBlank, and we clicked so we went out a second time."

No romance. No tension. No back story.

Then again, I can make a story out of anything, so maybe this isn't a valid complaint.

(Sigh.) I was on the verge of giving up, but I guess I'll have to find a better reason than "no romance." Can you guess I have another date tomorrow morning, and want to cancel?