Round III: Meet Susie Queue
Hello to what Steve and Steph assure me is literally dozens of readers!
Ever since I googled my name and found a slutty bride character in a “Chuck” fanfic named after me, I’ve been a little paranoid about having my photo all over the internets. Steph was somewhat insistent that a picture was required, and remained unimpressed by my suggestion that I pose seductively on the hood of a Buick Apollo while wearing a paper bag over my head.
This is the next best thing. Sunglasses. I learn from the best (read:teenagers circa 1992; Bono; Cyclops of the X-Men).
You will also note that I have all my teeth.
Why I’m Doing This:
A) Any offer of free drinks is persuasive. Steph Bloch is also persuasive.
B) Dating is … kind of brutal, you guys. I’ve met some nice guys since I’ve moved here (and, yes, some not-so-nice ones), but a city the size of New York is a little like a Chinese menu. There’s a lot of very small print, and before you’ve finished trying to figure out if you like the stir-fried eggplant, the mooshu pork is pouring you a screwdriver and the lo mein is eye-sexing you on the subway - not to mention the pesky question of whether the stir-fried eggplant actually likes you *or is just rebounding from Staci, who wears gold lame short shorts all the damn time. Then there’s stuff that I didn’t even realize was on the menu, because I don’t speak Mandarin. So I get intimidated and end up eating falafel instead. No, that’s not a euphemism for lesbianism. Nice try.
C) I think it will be a great opportunity to practice my analogies.
We won’t be gearing up for a couple of weeks yet, but if you have any
questions/comments/proposals/bribes shoot them at Steve and Steph [at 7dates7days@gmail.com]!
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