Cleared My Head

In the interest of clearing out my muddled brain, I took stock of my "dating" situation today at lunch, in the park, under a tree:

Number of guys on the docket this week who I consider Datable: 11

Number of those guys who make my brain turn to mush when I try to think about what changed between a week's worth of multiple hour phone calls, a great date, and some pretty steamy physical attraction (but not TOO steamy): 1

Number of those guys who won't date me because of religious reasons, so will continue to be a hook-up buddy: 1

Number of those guys who I am attracted to and think like me, but probably won't (immediately) stop hooking up with a rather bitchy girl who revels in making sure that she stakes her claim to him openly, in my presence: 1

Number of those guys who are bordering on too old for me: 3-4

Number of those guys who live out of town: 5

Number of those guys who have girlfriends: 3

Number of those guys whom I haven't met yet: 3

Number of those guys who I can't figure out how to give my number to, since we only see each other at the gym: 1

Number of those guys who I had a hard time giving my number to, cause he was with his girlfriend (don't judge, he surreptitiously asked for it repeatedly): 1

Number of those guys I see primarily as free dinner: 2

Number of potentials that I do not consider datable, but would hook up with consistently, but I must choose between because they know each other: 2

Number of those guys who already blew me off once, pretty much making the above decision easier: 1