was in the gym post-run and ended up chatting w/a swedish guy. i realize he's not my typical token irishman, but he was still really fun to talk to. we left the gym at the same time, and decided to meet later for drinks. a wine, 3 guiness, and a makers mark later, and i found myself making plans w/him for next wk...
i have no idea what's going on. i'm obviously not good at the being-asked-out-thing anymore. and he's not an irish catholic soccer player, which may be adding to the confusion...
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