Posts Tagged ‘dating’


Research paper on separation. Civil disobedience essay

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Blind date

A day after asking Matthew Zachary and Jonny Imerman to find me a girlfriend, I was preparing to go out on a blind date. I met “Ann” a few weeks before on OkCupid, an online dating site that seems to do a pretty good job of connecting people, and last night at 8pm was the time we’d scheduled to meet for dinner at a Japanese restaurant in the Manhattan neighborhood known as Alphabet City.

I’m a pretty confident guy when it comes to my looks. I’m not model material or anything like that, but I think I look decent and I’ve gotten some nice compliments from women over the years. But there is something in the looks area that I am terribly self-conscious about, and that’s my hair.