WHAT!?!
I've been getting that question a lot lately - facebook proves once again to be the great disseminator of information. I haven't gotten this many comments since my birthday! It leaves out the details though.
A couple weeks ago I got a text message from my friend who was leaving for Europe within 72 hours. Nancy's at 8 for my going away! Come! I do enjoying partying with Rebekah but had tentatively committed to going out with a couple buddies from work. Somehow I ended up in a smokey karaoke lounge meeting more of Bek's friends.
The man was one of those friends.
However, it took Bek and J and Craig from work to bang it over my head that the blond guy in the gotee with glasses was very interested. In me. Was going to ask me for my number. Was going to ask me out. Wednesday was set for dinner.
And Wednesday was my absolute WORST day I've had since I was promoted last summer. I dragged myself away from my computer reluctantly recalling I'd committed to a date that night. I yawned as I called my date, where should I meet you?
Rococo, he says, 7pm.
Good start, I'm thinking. He didn't know this, but one of my favorite restaurants in the city. It's the crab cakes.
The conversation which started over dinner hasn't stopped over a week later. We just can't learn each other fast enough ... I think I've spent more time talking than sleeping since that Wednesday. On those few topics we don't speak each other's language (example: I'm visual art, he's all music) the one relaxes, basking in the excitement of the other to share.
I could get to like this. It's an excellent start.
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