Mr. Impressive

Mr. Impressive and I are going out this weekend. We're meeting for drinks here in town. I just have to name the time and place.

As much as I say I want a man, when the potentiality for one comes around, I get all kinds of crazy and nervous. What is that about? OK, so I do know what it's about. I just don't want to deal with it. Although now that I'm thinking, maybe I'm taking this to Level Two, when hell, I'm just meeting the guy. Over drinks. As a friend. No pressure, right?