The wind and rain blew in cold tonight, rejuvenating the wilting grass into sharp green whiskers. I spent the last few hours on the porch, staring out into the rain, listening to its voices on the tiled roof. Tonight feels like a Taco Bell night.
I wanted to learn to cook, so I bought myself some pots and pans and big cookbook. No more instant Mac&Cheese for me!!!
I feel so grown up!
Almost.
Not quite.
I went out on a blind date with really nice lady tonight. I've been kind of down since the "incident," so my friends thought I should probably suffer a little more.
Does anyone like blind dates? I get so stressed out on these things that I tend to just ramble on and on about nothing in particular. Tonight's topic was pants. She actually agreed to go shopping with me to buy pants. She seemed excited about it! I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
First question? "You don't have a boyfriend, do you?" I wasn't going to let myself be fooled again. Can't be fooled twice. Damn straight. She said "No..." with a awkward smile followed by uncomfortable silence. Perhaps it wasn't the best first question, but I will never fall for that one again. Damn straight.
Apparently my friends told her everything about me (Alley girl, childhood, insomnia, foster families, etc.). I had no secrets. It was rather comforting actually. No awkward surprises to unleash. What secrets did I know about her? Nada. For all I knew, she could have just escaped from prison. At least it left me with a lot of questions to ask. BTW, she likes puppies, cherry scented soap, and she just escaped from prison.
Despite my best attempts to sabotage this thing, we had a pretty good time. We're going to go out again.
I finally found someone who will go bowling with me and it looks like I will be getting some new pants soon.
I wanted to learn to cook, so I bought myself some pots and pans and big cookbook. No more instant Mac&Cheese for me!!!
I feel so grown up!
Almost.
Not quite.
I went out on a blind date with really nice lady tonight. I've been kind of down since the "incident," so my friends thought I should probably suffer a little more.
Does anyone like blind dates? I get so stressed out on these things that I tend to just ramble on and on about nothing in particular. Tonight's topic was pants. She actually agreed to go shopping with me to buy pants. She seemed excited about it! I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
First question? "You don't have a boyfriend, do you?" I wasn't going to let myself be fooled again. Can't be fooled twice. Damn straight. She said "No..." with a awkward smile followed by uncomfortable silence. Perhaps it wasn't the best first question, but I will never fall for that one again. Damn straight.
Apparently my friends told her everything about me (Alley girl, childhood, insomnia, foster families, etc.). I had no secrets. It was rather comforting actually. No awkward surprises to unleash. What secrets did I know about her? Nada. For all I knew, she could have just escaped from prison. At least it left me with a lot of questions to ask. BTW, she likes puppies, cherry scented soap, and she just escaped from prison.
Despite my best attempts to sabotage this thing, we had a pretty good time. We're going to go out again.
I finally found someone who will go bowling with me and it looks like I will be getting some new pants soon.
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sillyokio:
Aww, I'm glad.
sillyokio: