Horrorscope for Saturday December 1st

"You're a wind buff, she's punk; he's sloppy, you're sporty. Normally you'd never consider dating someone so different, but today, you find this person absolutely mesmerizing -- likewise. What's one date? You have nothing to lose."

Got a date with the guy my friends refer to as "tattoo man" tomorrow. The cosmos are feeling a bit more optimistic than I am, mostly due to his teenage daughters (2) and his penchant for sending me dirty sophomoric texts. (I'd say I'll fill in the rest later, but I've been blogging each day for a month now and unlike Dooce, this isn't my day job.)