Stories from the dating trenches

Okay, I have a date tonight and I have a secret. Well, it's not really a secret - this, my friends, is an internet date. Before you laugh and point and yell insulting phrases at me, my reasons for this experiment are as follows:

• It's a way to meet people - new city = meeting new people any way possible. My bookclub is filled with married women, so that's a negative!
  
• I've got nothing to lose - after my recent dating disaster where the guy had told his mother all about me before our first date and was planning my visit over the holidays and had probably named our kids, I figure this can't be worse.
  

So I went online last night, started chatting to J and ended up talking on the phone three times - once he called on the way to the gym, then on the way back and then after his shower. So that's a good time to tell if he's a complete weirdo. So far, no major red flags.

He said he'd call today and .... he did. Then he call to let me know that his errands were taking longer than planned and would I mind if we went for dinner instead of out this afternoon. I'm still okay with this - no baby naming red flags here.

His photo looks really pretty boy like which makes me a little wary - either it's not really him or he's a potential player. Or I'm just being judgemental and should slap myself.

Anyway, dinner it is and while I'm obviously not going to be all glam considering it's -10 degrees celcius and snowing like mad, I'll still look purdy.

Wish me luck and hopefully this won't be a disaster story!!