[mood|
rushed]
[music|Day & Night//Billie Piper ]
Ok, so I'm off to work. I've got to leave in about 15 minutes. This week is just kicking my ass. We did a kid's reading club all summer, and now we're having the big carnival for everybody who finished the right amount of books. No rides or anything, just a bunch of games and italian ices at the end. But it's going to be a long day. I haven't pulled a 1-9 shift since last summer. They suck.
And while I'm busting my ass at work all week, Brother is going to be camping out (for free!) with his friend's family at the beach in their camper. Just shoot me now. Go on, do it.
Anyway, I had a date on Friday. And it went really well. Really well, actually. He's very sweet, and very nice. And he's been calling me every day (well, I called him last night 'cause I didn't want him to think I wasn't putting forth any effort or anything). I mean, a guy who calls when he actually says he will? That's just the ult.
I hung out with him and my friend (his sister) last night and watched That 70's Show. It was really fun. I only stayed for a couple of hours, though. Left right before his parents and the rest of his family got home. I'm not quite ready to meet the family and all that. He said it was my call and didn't seem offended or anything like that when I said I wasn't comfortable with it. I always thought that meeting the family was something you did when you decided you were serious. Maybe he's more serious about this than I originally thought.
He's even making plans in advance with me. He's taking me to a Yankees game (*gasp, croak*) at the end of the month. Guess he wants to stick around until at least then. *smile* This is going to be quite a change. Never been to a Yankees game. *mutters under breath about those smug bastards, thinking they're so much better than the Mets* Only reason the Yankees are better is because they have more money to spend on their players upfront. I believe they're over-rated.
I won't go into too much of detail of what we did on our date or anything, 'cause I don't think you guys wanna hear all that. But, we did go to this private beach (his parents know the people who live on the private lane) at night. And it was so pretty! It was so clear out and I saw shooting stars! Usually I don't go for romantic mumbo-jumbo, but it wasn't like he planned it to be so beautiful out. So I just enjoyed it. And...yeah. We were there for about an hour and a half.
Shit, I've got to run. I just wanted to get this up, 'cause I know I haven't been around much lately. It's just been work.
Should I tell him I have an LJ? Hmmmm. I'm thinking not. My fandoms might scare him off. ;)