On this weekend eve...

As another weekend creeps up, so much to do, so little time. I promised myself that I would schedule myself on three dates per week. I am determined to get use to "dating". With work, attending events and parties (this is MUST in our business), I squeeze sleep in somewhere, so that leaves little time for anything else. But I'm focused. Met a few nice people on my social experiment (match.com) but after hearing a horror story today from a make-up artist who had the worst date ever with a man she met online, I'm thinking twice about this experiment. But the men that I've met thus far seem very normal. I don't see anything wrong with meeting up for a drink and a quick conversation. I can always make an excuse and dip out through the back door if necessary and he's a complete douchebag. On the way to the Concrete Loop 5th Anniversary party and a couple of other events. Will keep yall posted. Muah!