Had a great first date with a scientist who was whip smart, cute, well-dressed and had very nice teeth. I imagine he flosses regularly and is very aware of the massive amounts of bacteria in any given mouth. He seemed to dig that I am a smart chick and we had one of the more colorful and non-first datey conversations. We covered the Pre-Socratics, gender roles, cultural relativism, bacterial fingerprints (note: a footprint is not the same as a fingerprint as there are important nucleotides... er, something), genital mutilation, beer, and music preferences (Rise Against - Me, Billy Joel - Him). His musical preferences not withstanding, I like this one.Dear non-existant readers, I was on my best behavior and didn't make a drunken slag of myself. I made a slightly tipsy friendly slag of myself and am very pleased with this improvement. Yay for keeping it in my pants!
He's sent me two random texts since them - here's hoping he calls for a second date!
