Readers, 3 is the proverbial dark horse. I will grudgingly admit that he is growing on me, all over me, actually.

Plus he is so painfully attractive in that pauvre grad student way, all button down shirts, sheepish grins, bad haircuts and sandals. Downside? A FUCKING VEGAN. I already want to slit my wrists thinking about that. He says he’s willing to upgrade to vegetarian, though, like vegan is a temporary rash of sorts.   

 Who to choose? I think I may end up seeing 3 before 4.

I like them both. I wish polyandry were legal. 3 for admiting weird dorky stuff, 4 for general blither and blather. Whuttt? It was practiced in the Himalayas, you know. If I tape up my eyes, I could pass for a Himachal Pradeshi.

Just kidding. At some point I will have to make a decision. Or maybe it won’t be them at all. Either way, I feel full of life and zest. How are you doing?

ETA:

 Downside to 3? He reminds me so much of my Ph.d ex from two years ago…the first guy to put my heart through a shredder after my ex-fiance. This makes me extra-wary and sensitive around him…something I don’t feel around 4, probably because all my ex-MBA boys were tools that I didn’t care about too much. But it doesn’t change the fact that 3 is darling. Because my ex, while all is said and done, was quite darling…all grey shot curls and oxford shirts.