Just in case you ever wondered, I learned tonight that you won't die of boredom. You might wish you (or the other person) would, but it won't happen without some outside assistance. Much more of it though, and I might have given him or me a helping hand.
I only thought my date last weekend was dull. It was a fancy dress ball compared to this. This guy not only has "I" disease, he also has "opera syndrome" (as defined by Thirtysomething): "me-me-me."
With all such "scintillating" conversation, plus a very good Margarita, it was all I could do to keep my eyes open through dinner. Another date or two like this and I might give up the night life altogether!
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