As you know from the Single Wine Tear, I’m high and in the tub. It’s a holiday so midday bubbles on my day off? God damn beautiful.
But let’s sink in to the latest dilemma: Pound Town Todd. We matched on Tinder months ago, never met IRL, and fell out of touch due to traveling and such. Enter Friday when he messaged me out of the blue. Vibes were still good so we reconnected and by Saturday he was asking me what I was looking for on the app. Me? Anything. Pound Town Todd? Handing out tickets to Pound Town.
So after some laughs and me ultimately replying “I’m not not interested.” here we are and he’s ready to meet up. And I’m nervous and scared, reflecting in the tub.
Should I go for it?
the bad hag 