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I decided what I'd do is this: I'd go on one more date with each of my two dudes, take detailed mental notes along the way, compare and contrast once the dust settled, and make a final determination.

So I set up two dates. The first with Greg, this guy who works at the design firm where I sometimes freelance. And the second with Tommy, the guitarist in a band I know.

I am fully aware, of course (at least I think I am) that this could completely blow up in my face. One false move and I would be oh-so-single yet again.