When you're wiping the tears from your eyes then going out with someone an hour and a half later then you could be setting yourself up.
Ya, that's what I did. It is called self inflicted rubbing of salt in wounds. I don't recommend it.
But, hey, going out that night was big and I was ripe for some uber-talented shmuck to charm the pants off of me (ha, at least I kept my pants on!!!!!)...
He was sweeeeet talkin' and I'm really too good for him (given the juvenile lifestyle, pot-smoking etc), but, he got the upper hand the second he saw me blush.
