I met some mildly interesting young man the other day.

I went into Applebee's on Monday night to have dinner, and he was seated beside me. He talked a a little with me and he asked me for my number, so I gave it to him. He called right after work the next day and we've been talking ever since.

This is as much as I know of him that makes him the lukewarm solution to my dateless state--mind you I am not comparing him to KR, I swear I am not.

He is my age--29.
He works as mechanic, I think, for an auto dealership.
He lives with his older brother and his family.
He has a 7 year old daughter.
He is from Puerto Rico.
He has a red-neck accent.
He does not have a car.

You can insert loser/bum/lazy ass idiot at any point in here. However, after staying single for almost four years I have realized that I should stop being picky, to somewhat lower my standards (not everyone can be as perfect as KR) and to just let it flow.

He is nice and polite and calls me every day. I brought him to my apartment on Thursday night and he didn't try to take advantage of me. He was such a gentleman about it, he didn't even ask me to kiss him. He shook my hand at the end of the evening.

To me it's all about getting laid for Xmas. Yes, I do want to since it's been so long. But this isn't feasible, it's stupid, and I should really stop returning his calls right now.

On the one hand, I can't help thinking about sex every time I think of him, I shudder to myself and think this is my one chance at having sex. But on the other hand I do not want to sell my self short, I don't want to the desperation of this forced celibacy to make me do somethng I will regret and possibly hate myself for. I have been in this kind of situation before and it was scary and humiliating. That was the old me, the new me should act a little older and wiser.

Insert advice of the day here or tell me I am stupid, it will help.

I have been avoiding him for two days now. I needed some me time to do some thinking.