Hello all. I am completely hopeless at social stuff. I don't like pubs and nighclubs. I don't like places with painfully loud music, smoke, and vomit-stink. I don't like the habitually drunk idiots in such places. That's the common social interaction here, people meeting people in such places. So I don't get into it at all. Even in other situations, I am notoriously crappy at talking to people. So, because of that and probably many other things, I don't get many dates. Any, in fact. Then, out of the blue, I was asked out by a model. And she actually seems a nice enough person, although a tad more forward than I am used to. So, there I am, sitting around eagerly anticipating the first date... And I get a rather horrific facial injury that makes me look like a failed exercise in a horror mask manufacturing class. Great luck, huh?