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"Over the last year I&amp;#x27;ve been on my fair share of blind dates. You&amp;#x27;d think I wouldn&amp;#x27;t get nervous anymore, but I do. Last night was especially anxiety-inducing because I was going out with Joanna&amp;#x27;s friend, which means I was worried about impressing two people. How did it go? To be honest, I&amp;#x27;m not quite sure--I need a third-party opinion. Don&amp;#x27;t worry, we moved the platter to the side so we could actually see each other.First Impression: Damn, girl. She was really cute, and I&amp;#x27;m not just saying that. Great smile. Conversation: Things started off a little slow, which is to be expected on a first date, but it didn&amp;#x27;t take long for Lauren to reveal a pretty formidable sense of humor, which is a HUGE turn-on for me. She told a preposterous story about her creepy dry cleaner, expertly preformed a magic trick with two corks, and generally seemed really comfortable with herself. Don&amp;#x27;t worry, Erin--we got dessert!The Restaurant: Not only did Joanna set me up with a beautiful woman, she also directed us to a seriously scrumptious meal at BLT Fish Shack. I&amp;#x27;ve had the pleasure of dining at BLT Burger so I knew I was in for a treat. We went for the gusto with a two-person seafood platter that was a veritable smorgasbord of shellfish. I give it two briny thumbs up. How Things Ended: Have I ever told you that being a dating blogger gets a little weird sometimes? Because it does. After leaving the restaurant we both started walking in the same direction. We were chatting about our celebrity crushes when she stopped short and said, &amp;quot;Hey, you don&amp;#x27;t need to walk me to the train or anything--I read your post about chivalry.&amp;quot; We were both headed to the same station so it was a non-issue, but I would have walked her there even if it was out of my way. When it came time to rush to our respective trains I cleared my throat and asked for her number, which she politely provided. And that was the end of a lovely date. I honestly have no clue how Lauren felt about it. She seemed to have a good time, but I also think she was a little wary of my 1) hipster tendencies (I&amp;#x27;m actually more of a yuppie, if you want to know the sad truth), 2) age (I&amp;#x27;m a few years younger than her), and 3) sideline as a dating blogger (which takes some getting used to). I suppose the fact that she game me her number is a good sign, but I don&amp;#x27;t feel like girls really have an option in that situation--unless the date was a complete disaster, how can you say no? Bottom line:I had a really good time. Thanks, Joanna! Based on my take, how do you think it went? Does getting her number really mean anything? How do you judge the success of a date?"^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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