One two three...breathe!
Saturday, January the 11th at 3:33 AM
in the Year of Our Lord Two Thousand and Three (10 years, 4 months ago)
T
houghts about the future become infinitely complex when you begin to imagine another person as part of it. Why do we put ourselves through that torture?
Answer: normal people don't sit around and worry about the imminent and catastrophic failure of any nascent, unverified relationship-like-substances. And if they do, they don't let it stop them in their tracks.
sigh
I had a 4th date with 003, and we had a good time. Picked up a book at Borders, ate dinner with two people she's friends with, and rented a movie to watch back here. I can't really complain about anything. I'd really like to, because that's my comfort zone, you know, to complain, but I'd have to make something up.
sigh
Her friends were even cool. I mean, why can't I have cool friends like hers... =) (that should bring out some fun comments...)
SIGH
Here's one slightly odd twist to the evening: I arrived to pick her up a bit late. When I knocked and entered, she looked slightly peeved. I asked what was up. She asked why I had come in the parking lot earlier and then left. Since I hadn't, I was pretty confused. She was sure she saw the miata drop in and take off only 10-15 minutes before. It wasn't me, but it sure creeped me out when she told me about it. After that though, we hit our stride and the rest of the evening went peachy fine. I'd still like to know what happened though. She seemed pretty spooked. Frankly, so was I.
I think we might hang out tomorrow. Hey, it's 3:30 in the morning... it's tomorrow, right? =)
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