Well folks, that was interesting. While I did get my Valentine’s date, it didn’t go quite as planned.

Sasha STILL didn’t seem that impressed with my gesture and kept going on and on about me doing more asking and less telling. It’s like she didn’t even
remember who I was anymore?

Anyways, she still agreed to join me for dinner. We went to this nifty little seafood restaurant around the corner and dined with countless other doting couples….it
was a little awkward. Sasha ordered shellfish, which flared up my allergies. I ordered tiramisu, which flared up her disdain for sweets. We talked about work.

As you can tell, the chemistry was through the roof…not. I should’ve known better. Never date actresses…I learned that years ago with Demi Moore.

Over it,
Max