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It's kind of humiliating to recall the ludicrous number of possible love connections I’ve squashed by getting sloshed on a first or second date.

The things that have come out of my mouth—both figuratively and literally, on nights out with strangers, often made me want to crawl into my bed and stay there until Justin Bieber came of age.

By then I’d suffered more than my fair share of embarrassing nights out.They didn’t try to sugarcoat their disdain with any “met someone else”-type excuses, either.Nope; we’d exchange a series of flirty, getting-to-know-you emails, and then the dude would suddenly evaporate when I mentioned that I’d prefer meeting him for coffee instead of Cuervo.Most of the men I dated in early sobriety were drinkers. Tall and dark with long eyelashes (my weakness), he was sexy in a skater-boy way (I never got over my sixth-grade propensity for Vans and bowl-cuts).Not alcoholics, but average Joes: the kind of guys who had no trouble stopping after a couple of glasses of wine; the kind of guys who couldn’t remember the last time they puked up all 12 of the Stella Artois drunk the night before. He was a friend of a friend, whom I’d casually admired for months, and his warm, easygoing manner won me over right away. There were blogs that were created that only had one or two posts. And then there were the bloggers that signed-off with good reason, such as the arrival of a baby. There was some notion, back then, that blogging might humanize by opening the door to lives. The live feed was overtaken by commercial blogs as people shifted more to business models.

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