Bakerina Rides Again
The other day I was chatting with Bakerina about my now second date (it wasn't supposed to go past one) with an idiot from NJ. Because even though I can't torture The Idiot in NJ, I can still torture an idiot NJ. And sometimes that is enough.

I was drafting my break up speech with the aformentioned idiot (yes he is so enthralled that after one dinner date and barely a kiss he will require a break up) and I gave Bake the old "It's not you, it's me." And without missing a beat she added, "Not wanting to see you."

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