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" So, after a month long hiatus from dating, I dove back in last night, with a guy I met online. We&amp;#039;d exchanged a few e-mails and he seemed funny and unpretentious, and we met at a cute bar in my old neighborhood. Going into the date, I was trying so hard to have a positive attitude coupled with no expectations, which is always a tricky balance. I recognized him right away from his photos, and instantly, I realized this might be tricky. He was wearing a t-shirt, flannel shirt, and jeans\u2014sort of in an ironic grunge meets freelance lifestyle type way\u2014and I was wearing a cute dress, knee-high boots, a long black trench coat and felt very corporate career girl. Still, this is all on the surface. We got drinks, sat in a cozy booth at the back of the bar, and began to talk. He immediately talked about his writing career, and I asked him what he wrote. &amp;quot;Everything,&amp;quot; he explained. He blogs a lot. Then he explained that while he&amp;#039;d love to write a book, he doesn&amp;#039;t believe in the editing process, how it&amp;#039;s all about canning creativity, etc, etc, etc. And then he asked the inevitable, &amp;quot;What do you do?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m an editor,&amp;quot; I explained, then smiled. Then he backtracked, talking about how he was sure that was fine for me, but that for him, it was different, he was creative. And I guess just waiting for someone to appreciate those talents. Overall, the whole date was about him. It was fine, but there was obviously no connection at all, but no bad feelings either. The only weird thing that happened was, as the bar was filling up, some guy came over to our (extra large) booth and placed his bag on the bench to sort through his stuff. Then, he looked up, we locked eyes, and it turned out it was Brendan, who I&amp;#039;d been on a bunch of dates with 5 years ago. We totally recognized each other, and he hastily picked up his stuff and walked to the other side of the bar. So, it was a non-event, but at the same time, it&amp;#039;s always so weird to see ghosts from dating past. It&amp;#039;s sort of a reminder that things never go away. Anyway, so I won&amp;#039;t see Mr. Creative again, but it was good to get back out there! And, quite honestly, no drama isn&amp;#039;t a bad thing! "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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