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		<title>By: Vanessa</title>
		<link>http://freeandflawed.com/2009/06/12/first-dates/comment-page-1/#comment-12897</link>
		<dc:creator>Vanessa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 14:47:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My best date was with a wine distributor.  He was so down to earth and genuine.  He took me to a jazz bar/italian bistro which is now one of my favorite restaurants (I still remember which table we sat at and refuse to sit at that table ever again because the memories are so powerful)  He bought me a rose.  He taught me a little about wine in a very kind &quot;hey did you know this?&quot; kind of way (I wasn&#039;t even 21 at the time!).  We shared a beautiful bottle of wine and wonderful dinner.  The conversation flowed easily.  We went for a short walk afterward then he took me home, gave me a butterfly-light kiss on the cheek and thanked me for a wonderful time.  I will never forget any of it and still occasionally kick myself for not letting it develop into more or just see how it would have played out.  Somehow I see myself married with a nice house in TX but that means I would have never moved to Austin, Lake Tahoe, Seattle or NYC.  I&#039;m just not sure I&#039;d ever want to trade those life experiences for what could have been.
.-= Vanessa&#180;s last blog ..&lt;a href=&quot;http://vanessalongman.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-use-protection.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Do You Use Protection?&lt;/a&gt; =-.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My best date was with a wine distributor.  He was so down to earth and genuine.  He took me to a jazz bar/italian bistro which is now one of my favorite restaurants (I still remember which table we sat at and refuse to sit at that table ever again because the memories are so powerful)  He bought me a rose.  He taught me a little about wine in a very kind &#8220;hey did you know this?&#8221; kind of way (I wasn&#8217;t even 21 at the time!).  We shared a beautiful bottle of wine and wonderful dinner.  The conversation flowed easily.  We went for a short walk afterward then he took me home, gave me a butterfly-light kiss on the cheek and thanked me for a wonderful time.  I will never forget any of it and still occasionally kick myself for not letting it develop into more or just see how it would have played out.  Somehow I see myself married with a nice house in TX but that means I would have never moved to Austin, Lake Tahoe, Seattle or NYC.  I&#8217;m just not sure I&#8217;d ever want to trade those life experiences for what could have been.<br />
.-= Vanessa&#180;s last blog ..<a href="http://vanessalongman.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-use-protection.html" rel="nofollow">Do You Use Protection?</a> =-.</p>
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		<title>By: poodlegoose</title>
		<link>http://freeandflawed.com/2009/06/12/first-dates/comment-page-1/#comment-12890</link>
		<dc:creator>poodlegoose</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 03:33:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My first date with my now husband was supposed to be to a nice place on my birthday. However, the klutz that I am, I locked myself out of my dorm room, and couldn&#039;t get back in for 3 days (it was Thanksgiving break), so my first date was at Burger King. mmm double cheeseburger and fries for two, please.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;poodlegooses last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://poodlegoose.wordpress.com/2009/06/02/poodle-dribble/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;poodle dribble&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My first date with my now husband was supposed to be to a nice place on my birthday. However, the klutz that I am, I locked myself out of my dorm room, and couldn&#8217;t get back in for 3 days (it was Thanksgiving break), so my first date was at Burger King. mmm double cheeseburger and fries for two, please.</p>
<p><abbr><em><abbr><em>poodlegooses last blog post..<a href="http://poodlegoose.wordpress.com/2009/06/02/poodle-dribble/" rel="nofollow">poodle dribble</a></em></abbr></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: E.P.</title>
		<link>http://freeandflawed.com/2009/06/12/first-dates/comment-page-1/#comment-12886</link>
		<dc:creator>E.P.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 02:26:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That sounds like an absolutely lovely first date.

It&#039;s been a while since I went on one, but my boy&#039;s and my first date was to a tiny Italian restaurant. I think we finished the evening off with a movie at home and a good snuggle.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;E.P.s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://stylishhandwriting.com/?p=982&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;If you didn’t know I was lazy before…&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That sounds like an absolutely lovely first date.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s been a while since I went on one, but my boy&#8217;s and my first date was to a tiny Italian restaurant. I think we finished the evening off with a movie at home and a good snuggle.</p>
<p><abbr><em><abbr><em>E.P.s last blog post..<a href="http://stylishhandwriting.com/?p=982" rel="nofollow">If you didn’t know I was lazy before…</a></em></abbr></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: blaez</title>
		<link>http://freeandflawed.com/2009/06/12/first-dates/comment-page-1/#comment-12882</link>
		<dc:creator>blaez</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2009 17:58:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i&#039;ll tell you about my 1st date with my fiance...

we met online via a game we use to play 24/7 if we could... he was a player that left and came back and i was just starting again as well after getting over my divorce and moving to chicago-area from arkansas.

i get a private message: &quot;your in illinois?&quot; and i respond back &quot;yea, what&#039;s it to ya?&quot; lol love me, right? such a wanna be bitch...

fast forward 3 months and we&#039;re talking nonstop on the phone and emailing and texting... i tell him i&#039;m going to my sisters&#039; wedding (june 2007) and he says &quot;your coming right past me!!&quot; (he lived a few hours sw from me) and so the deal was for me to leave early from work and miss traffic to spend a few leisure hours with him before i go and possibly for him to tag along with me!! how awesome, right?

i made a HUGE FAIL... there was mass construction and mass traffic, I missed my exit and before I realized it I was too far gone :-( we were both totally disapointed and he was all packed and ready to go to arkansas with me...

a week later on my way back to chicago-land we had set up another meet-up. thankfully no construction on the other side of the highway. and i made it!! we spent a blissfull couple of hours resting at starbucks. i smelled like cat, stinky with my a/c going bad on the way down to arkansas and no way to fix it and i was a mess. but he still hugged me, kissed me and said i was beautiful and worth the wait and missed connection.

a month later he started looking for apartments in my area and ended up moving in with me and my then roomate in our extra room. within another month we were solid and steady. couldn&#039;t stand to be apart. 5 months later we moved into our own condo and here we are now!

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;blaezs last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://geminiwitchtwin.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-i-told-you-i-didnt-want-to-talk.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;if i told you i didn&#039;t want to talk about it would you forgive me?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i&#8217;ll tell you about my 1st date with my fiance&#8230;</p>
<p>we met online via a game we use to play 24/7 if we could&#8230; he was a player that left and came back and i was just starting again as well after getting over my divorce and moving to chicago-area from arkansas.</p>
<p>i get a private message: &#8220;your in illinois?&#8221; and i respond back &#8220;yea, what&#8217;s it to ya?&#8221; lol love me, right? such a wanna be bitch&#8230;</p>
<p>fast forward 3 months and we&#8217;re talking nonstop on the phone and emailing and texting&#8230; i tell him i&#8217;m going to my sisters&#8217; wedding (june 2007) and he says &#8220;your coming right past me!!&#8221; (he lived a few hours sw from me) and so the deal was for me to leave early from work and miss traffic to spend a few leisure hours with him before i go and possibly for him to tag along with me!! how awesome, right?</p>
<p>i made a HUGE FAIL&#8230; there was mass construction and mass traffic, I missed my exit and before I realized it I was too far gone <img src='http://freeandflawed.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':-(' class='wp-smiley' />  we were both totally disapointed and he was all packed and ready to go to arkansas with me&#8230;</p>
<p>a week later on my way back to chicago-land we had set up another meet-up. thankfully no construction on the other side of the highway. and i made it!! we spent a blissfull couple of hours resting at starbucks. i smelled like cat, stinky with my a/c going bad on the way down to arkansas and no way to fix it and i was a mess. but he still hugged me, kissed me and said i was beautiful and worth the wait and missed connection.</p>
<p>a month later he started looking for apartments in my area and ended up moving in with me and my then roomate in our extra room. within another month we were solid and steady. couldn&#8217;t stand to be apart. 5 months later we moved into our own condo and here we are now!</p>
<p><abbr><em><abbr><em>blaezs last blog post..<a href="http://geminiwitchtwin.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-i-told-you-i-didnt-want-to-talk.html" rel="nofollow">if i told you i didn&#8217;t want to talk about it would you forgive me?</a></em></abbr></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Cait</title>
		<link>http://freeandflawed.com/2009/06/12/first-dates/comment-page-1/#comment-12859</link>
		<dc:creator>Cait</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 03:30:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My boyfriend and I met at the very end of the spring semester last year, and only knew each other through a mutual friend.  Since we didn&#039;t really know each other too well, we started out &quot;hanging out&quot; as well - we called it &quot;pre-dating.&quot;  Our first pre-date was just hanging out and talking in my dorm room, then heading to the dining hall for dinner.

Our first official date, I guess, would be after we were out of school for the summer.  He came over my house and we went to a nearby park.  We played frisbee, walked around, then settled down at a picnic table and chatted for hours.  Then we had dinner and went to see Iron Man.  No kiss, but a fun night all around.  That was when I finally decided I really liked him.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caits last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://princesscait.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-now-really-long-rant-about-life.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;and now, a really long rant about life.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My boyfriend and I met at the very end of the spring semester last year, and only knew each other through a mutual friend.  Since we didn&#8217;t really know each other too well, we started out &#8220;hanging out&#8221; as well &#8211; we called it &#8220;pre-dating.&#8221;  Our first pre-date was just hanging out and talking in my dorm room, then heading to the dining hall for dinner.</p>
<p>Our first official date, I guess, would be after we were out of school for the summer.  He came over my house and we went to a nearby park.  We played frisbee, walked around, then settled down at a picnic table and chatted for hours.  Then we had dinner and went to see Iron Man.  No kiss, but a fun night all around.  That was when I finally decided I really liked him.</p>
<p><abbr><em><abbr><em>Caits last blog post..<a href="http://princesscait.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-now-really-long-rant-about-life.html" rel="nofollow">and now, a really long rant about life.</a></em></abbr></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Britt</title>
		<link>http://freeandflawed.com/2009/06/12/first-dates/comment-page-1/#comment-12858</link>
		<dc:creator>Britt</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 01:27:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I still have yet to have a REAL first date. I&#039;ve been on dates before, even a surprise blind date...not a good surprise either.

My ideal first date would consist of me and The Guy doing something like bowling or an amusement park. As childish as that may sound, lol, I love being places where laughter is shared, but where you can also hold a conversation. Dinner and a walk would be fun, too. I wouldn&#039;t complain, but it would be way easier to completely let loose if a rollercoaster was just around the corner!

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Britts last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://lovelila.wordpress.com/2009/06/12/wheres-waldo-oh-he-took-rich-uncle-pennybags-battleship-to-candyland-to-find-stretch-armstrong/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Where’s Waldo? Oh, He Took Rich Uncle Pennybag’s Battleship to Candyland to Find Stretch Armstrong.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I still have yet to have a REAL first date. I&#8217;ve been on dates before, even a surprise blind date&#8230;not a good surprise either.</p>
<p>My ideal first date would consist of me and The Guy doing something like bowling or an amusement park. As childish as that may sound, lol, I love being places where laughter is shared, but where you can also hold a conversation. Dinner and a walk would be fun, too. I wouldn&#8217;t complain, but it would be way easier to completely let loose if a rollercoaster was just around the corner!</p>
<p><abbr><em><abbr><em>Britts last blog post..<a href="http://lovelila.wordpress.com/2009/06/12/wheres-waldo-oh-he-took-rich-uncle-pennybags-battleship-to-candyland-to-find-stretch-armstrong/" rel="nofollow">Where’s Waldo? Oh, He Took Rich Uncle Pennybag’s Battleship to Candyland to Find Stretch Armstrong.</a></em></abbr></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Ari</title>
		<link>http://freeandflawed.com/2009/06/12/first-dates/comment-page-1/#comment-12857</link>
		<dc:creator>Ari</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 23:18:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Would you believe I haven&#039;t been on many real first dates?  It seems like most of the guys I&#039;ve ended up dating, I&#039;ve been friends with first.  Which sucks because when it ends, it means I lose the friendship.

The only real first date I&#039;ve ever been on (seriously, only one) was awkward. We met at a restaurant (cuz I didn&#039;t know him well enough to let him come pick me up, much to his dismay), I was too busy people watching to pay much attention to him, and he walked me out and I was like, see ya!

I think I like your story better!

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aris last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://curiousillusion.com/2009/06/12/schools-out-for-summer/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;School’s out for summer!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Would you believe I haven&#8217;t been on many real first dates?  It seems like most of the guys I&#8217;ve ended up dating, I&#8217;ve been friends with first.  Which sucks because when it ends, it means I lose the friendship.</p>
<p>The only real first date I&#8217;ve ever been on (seriously, only one) was awkward. We met at a restaurant (cuz I didn&#8217;t know him well enough to let him come pick me up, much to his dismay), I was too busy people watching to pay much attention to him, and he walked me out and I was like, see ya!</p>
<p>I think I like your story better!</p>
<p><abbr><em><abbr><em>Aris last blog post..<a href="http://curiousillusion.com/2009/06/12/schools-out-for-summer/" rel="nofollow">School’s out for summer!</a></em></abbr></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Tia</title>
		<link>http://freeandflawed.com/2009/06/12/first-dates/comment-page-1/#comment-12856</link>
		<dc:creator>Tia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 20:44:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My first date with my husband was great!

We met up at Powell&#039;s, a local HUGE bookstore because he didn&#039;t want me walking alone to our lunch place (aww).  He then took me to an all vegetarian chinese food place, which was really interesting.  We then wandered to a local old-school arcade (which now serves beer and has bands!) and played a bunch of really fun 80&#039;s video games.  Then we walked to a local cupcake place.  It was such a great, long first date.  He was going to re-create it for the proposal, but we weren&#039;t living in the same town at the time.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tias last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://eatblogandbemarried.blogspot.com/2009/03/starting-over-story.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Starting Over - the story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My first date with my husband was great!</p>
<p>We met up at Powell&#8217;s, a local HUGE bookstore because he didn&#8217;t want me walking alone to our lunch place (aww).  He then took me to an all vegetarian chinese food place, which was really interesting.  We then wandered to a local old-school arcade (which now serves beer and has bands!) and played a bunch of really fun 80&#8242;s video games.  Then we walked to a local cupcake place.  It was such a great, long first date.  He was going to re-create it for the proposal, but we weren&#8217;t living in the same town at the time.</p>
<p><abbr><em><abbr><em>Tias last blog post..<a href="http://eatblogandbemarried.blogspot.com/2009/03/starting-over-story.html" rel="nofollow">Starting Over &#8211; the story</a></em></abbr></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Shawna</title>
		<link>http://freeandflawed.com/2009/06/12/first-dates/comment-page-1/#comment-12853</link>
		<dc:creator>Shawna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 19:48:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can&#039;t remember my first date, since I would be &quot;dating&quot; someone but we&#039;d never really go anywhere.

I do, however, remember my first kiss haha and that is the story I&#039;ll share it quickly with you!

I was 16 (I had a sweet 16) and he was 19.
We went to see a scary movie in theaters.
He was sitting facing forward, I was freaked out of my mind, so I was sitting sideways with my legs stretched out, my back on his lap, my face turned into his body, practically crying.
He said something, I asked &quot;what?&quot; and looked up.
Right then, the sneaky bastard, he bounced his knees, so I did a mini body roll from the waist up, and he planted his mouth on mine.

I was so surprised and angry!

-S

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shawnas last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://merhaba-ankara.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-chapter-ends-another-begins.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;One Chapter Ends &amp; Another Begins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can&#8217;t remember my first date, since I would be &#8220;dating&#8221; someone but we&#8217;d never really go anywhere.</p>
<p>I do, however, remember my first kiss haha and that is the story I&#8217;ll share it quickly with you!</p>
<p>I was 16 (I had a sweet 16) and he was 19.<br />
We went to see a scary movie in theaters.<br />
He was sitting facing forward, I was freaked out of my mind, so I was sitting sideways with my legs stretched out, my back on his lap, my face turned into his body, practically crying.<br />
He said something, I asked &#8220;what?&#8221; and looked up.<br />
Right then, the sneaky bastard, he bounced his knees, so I did a mini body roll from the waist up, and he planted his mouth on mine.</p>
<p>I was so surprised and angry!</p>
<p>-S</p>
<p><abbr><em><abbr><em>Shawnas last blog post..<a href="http://merhaba-ankara.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-chapter-ends-another-begins.html" rel="nofollow">One Chapter Ends &amp; Another Begins</a></em></abbr></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Je</title>
		<link>http://freeandflawed.com/2009/06/12/first-dates/comment-page-1/#comment-12852</link>
		<dc:creator>Je</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 19:26:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think my first &quot;date&quot; with my BF now was to see that Denzel Washington drug movie at a theater in Seattle where you can drink while you watch the movie. The whole thing was three hours long, and then we went to a bar afterward where you could play ski ball, and my BF was DRUNK. He was so annoying that I barely went out with him again... 

And I say I THINK that was our first date cause there was about two months where I refused to date him and told him I&#039;d just be &quot;his friend.&quot; He finally suckered me into a relationship. lol.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jes last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThatsWhatJeSaid/~3/KLsBh3kNmzU/summer-reading.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Summer Reading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think my first &#8220;date&#8221; with my BF now was to see that Denzel Washington drug movie at a theater in Seattle where you can drink while you watch the movie. The whole thing was three hours long, and then we went to a bar afterward where you could play ski ball, and my BF was DRUNK. He was so annoying that I barely went out with him again&#8230; </p>
<p>And I say I THINK that was our first date cause there was about two months where I refused to date him and told him I&#8217;d just be &#8220;his friend.&#8221; He finally suckered me into a relationship. lol.</p>
<p><abbr><em><abbr><em>Jes last blog post..<a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThatsWhatJeSaid/~3/KLsBh3kNmzU/summer-reading.html" rel="nofollow">Summer Reading</a></em></abbr></em></abbr></p>
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