IN WHICH CELA HAD A DATE WITH A BRITISH SONGWRITER...

Feb 09, 2008 09:59

So, I had a date last night with the British guy whom I met last Friday at my friend's CD Release party in Ventura. 
We've talked about 4 times this past week...and yeah. Last night was our date.

I don't wanna go too into it...only because I don't really wanna get my hopes up or even jinx it.

Truth is...I've been talking myself out of this the entire week.  Making up excuses as to why this isn't worth my time...convincing myself the guy is an ugly hack.  That we're just not compatible in the slightest.  So, I was gonna go through with the date just to be nice.

And, then I got out of my car and was reminded just how good he looks.
And then we went hiking and tracked the local mountain lions and bears.
And then he made me yummy rooibos tea for a change (because I always make tea for everyone else...)
And then we shared music and blew each other away.
And then we watched Harold and Maude and I loved every second of it.
And then....well, yeah.

It was a good date.  And my lame ass played it real cool when I left..and now I'm wondering if I played it too cool.

And, so now I'm back to talking myself out of it.
It was fun.
It was nice.
Good times and such...

Yeah...

I'll tell you something - it's about goddamn time I went on a good date.

Alright...gotta go get ready to sing for the crazy catholics today.

Harold's shrink can Suck it!

the single life

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