Date Night!

So I finally got to go out with that guy I've been talkin' to for a bit.

It was nice. I think he was terrified though, like super nervous. Poor guy. :)

On the bus ride there, there was a super-intense couple more or less making out in front of me. Was awkward. But they smelled amazing. So I got my creep on for the night!

We went to the Surf Rider Cafe (hella good, mmmmm!) and had dinner for like, 3 hours. That's a good sign, right? But sometimes it seemed like I just talked, for 3 hours. Oh man. My brain. Then we went for ice cream at the Pacific Cookie Company! Max was there, but he didn't recognize me. Meh. While we were eating ice cream, this kind of cracked out person asked if they could use my phone, and I just let him. Will kept staring at me and smiling, prolly trying to convey "Da fuck?" annnnnnnnd I just kept smiling at him, mumbling, "ooooh life," and attempting to get, "I just wanna be nice to the guy!" across to him. It only took a few minutes, anyway. We were more or less done after that, and he waited at the metro with me, which honestly took forever 'cause OMG buses blow past 10 PM on the weekends. Annnnnywaaaaaaaaay. I think he likes me. I think I might like him. Needs a second date. *shrug*

Later, after I got home, I got a few random ass calls from what seemed to be an intoxicated old black woman. Very amusing. Message saved. 

I really want him to come over to my apt, 'cause my friends are hella nice and there's Brawl and he might feel more comfortable, and open up a bit. It'd be cool.