Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time
By the time tomorrow comes, we'll have lost today and every opportunity it contains. Let's not make the the same mistake with tomorrow. Here's what we'll do: you and I will meet for lunch and/or drinks at around 1300 tomorrow afternoon, the 22nd of December. Contingent on attraction (can share pictures here), we will be willing to entertain everything from a snog to an orgy.
Whatever else, we will have scintillating conversation that acknowledges the pointlessness of waiting, and the breathtaking eros of jumping into an encounter with a stranger. I'm open to meeting anywhere reasonably commutable, as I'll be free from early.
Me? I'm an entrepreneurial professor who makes GPTChat look like it's tongue-tied. I'm in superlatively good shape, charismatic, and exceptionally confident. I understand that meeting someone from online can be daunting, so be assured that I will instantly put you at your ease.
You? For us to work, you will need to be intelligent, cynical, and attractive (you'll have been told you exhibit all three by other people). Whatever desires you have, you will be willing to express them and act on them. You will have no respect for people who do this kind of thing just to sit there and make polite chit-chat.
So join me and let's seize the day, Thursday the 22nd of December. It's ours, if we just choose to take it ...
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