Am I back in the game?!

So I'm not drunk, but I'm...of drink. Got my heart broken on Thursday, and tonight I got a lady's phone number. I walked her home with Eli. I think that I can hang in this game, although there's no doubt it's tough. I'm not the cute one in the group, this is known, but I'm a good person, and I can make someone else feel good. It's so hard anymore, because there are so many deviant guys out there, and so how does a gentleman make himself known? The worst guys of the bunch hijack the trademarks of chivalry (i.e. holding doors open, buying at meals) with the explicit purpose of parlaying them into sex, and then forgetting them. This is by no means a new phenomenon but, ah, it really sucks to be a nice guy.