Getting lucky.

So I think I may be setting myself up for failure. I’m sticking my head out of my hole when I really know I should be hiding. The less notice I get, the better off I am. That’s about all I can say.

I guess the sad part of my life, which I probably shouldn’t even say anything about, is that getting lucky means I only spent $120 tonight. I’ve already been asked how you can spend $120 going to the movies, but there was sushi involved in all this. Really, the way things have been going, if things went the way I was thinking:

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But really, that assumes a linear increase when we all know that it should be exponential. It’s too hard to extrapolate that sort of thing from two data points. Really, I should just stick to my strengths and just buy a bag of tacos ($0.99 for two deep fried tacos at Jack-in-the-Box) and rent all the Star Trek DVDs. Leaving the house is just too scary.

One thought on “Getting lucky.”

  1. You are such the dork! I think that the price is worth it because you’ll get to see Carolyn eat her hat!
    I am impressed that you’ve made it as far as 3 dates. She must be okay.
    AND, if you think of the last 20 yrs when you didn’t date at all, then you have plenty of money saved up for it!

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