So, my end of summer resolution is that i have to date this year. Yes, date. That doesn’t include randomly flirting with slightly inebriated people at parties, either. I’ve been on two (2) dates in my lifetime, and neither of them really turned out as a date. Blah. So, in accordance with yesterday’s revelation that i won’t ever get anywhere if i never try, i’m going to have to ask some people to go out with me this year. I’m trembling in fear, by the way. It’s a wonder that i can type.