How could I forget?! I was supposed to have a date last night with some dude who wanted me to come over so he could grill fish (again–???), and I insisted that we meet someplace in public (first time to meet). So he wrote back and suggested that we eat at Furr’s Cafeteria and then take a walk through the parking lot to the Steinmart and the Hobby Lobby afterwards. Then “LOL”d me.
I told him that I could see he wasn’t taking it seriously and that I was going to pass. He wrote back simply, “No problem.”
So that was last night.
Tonight is what was supposed to be Date #2 of the weekend. Let’s see how this one goes. I’m meeting this guy for the second time. He’s okay, but he’s moving away in a few weeks as he just got a new job in a different city. Not even sure why I accepted. All I know is I paid for our date last time, so I’m looking forward to Vietnamese food–his treat this time. I already know that I’m not going to make out with him at the end of the date or even before.
Why am I doing this?
Better go shower. He’ll be here in an hour.
* 10:00pm and the date was over about 15 minutes ago. Short version is I told him I wasn’t all that interested in a long-distance relationship, so he called it a night. Suppose that’s fine. Good Vietnamese food, but he’d kept telling me that he had something really special planned for after dinner. Didn’t make it that far. I think I’m going to get a bottle of wine and some ice-cream. Yum.
DATING SUUUUUCCCKKKKSSSSS ASS.
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