I am a dating MACHINE. Ha.

Currently in the midst of a three-dates-in-three-days situation. (And yes, all with different people. Slut-tastic!) I kind of feel like I'm competing on a game show - it's exhausting, there's a lot of fake smiling, and I keep ending up with the consolation "home game" at the end - but hey. It's a numbers game, and I'm just doing my part. At the very least, there's alcohol and I get to wear cute outfits. Silver lining, people.