I'm back in the rodeo right quick.
This one works in non-profit, so I'll call him the Do-Gooder. See, the other one wasn't good enough, couldn't even come up with a nickname for him after two dates! That just didn't bode well.
I bought a new shirt.
I have my new bra that I bought last week at Marshalls for $7 that jacks my tits up to my chin.
So basically, I'm gonna feel fabulous when I strut on into my fave bar tomorrow night, dumping be damned.