Four more dates. That's it and then I am packing it in. You know you have gone on too many when you feel like you are taking Bill Murray's place in Groundhog Day. I saw in the paper that some dude just published a book called 500 dates. I have hit Groundhog Day status at 15. So 500 must be like the scariest Twilight Zone episode ever made. Trapped in a world of eternal dating always looking for that fulfilling relationship that never comes. But that's not going to happen to me. I got a good feeling about these last four. I am choosing wisely. I have all the bases covered. If she's not there she doesn't exist. Or maybe she does. Maybe she is someone I already know. Four more dates until the beginning.