Another weekend has come and gone, and obviously I didn’t have a date. I say obviously because I haven’t been on a date since a disastrous one last April when the guy walked into the coffee shop, saw me and said “no, this isn’t going to work” then left. Man that was a blow for my self esteem! I’d been dumped in the December, decided to put myself straight back out in the January, briefly started seeing a guy that I picked up was bad news from the start, had a few dates with another guy but he was so self righteous we just argued constantly and then coffee shop…