You've gotta be kidding...
So I go to Goffee tonight, and while I'm waiting for the others to show up, this girl comes up to the counter to order something. Before she does, though, she started just chatting with me.
First words out of her mouth were, "Wow, you look like Tank Girl!" ...so I got the impression we might get along.
Turns out that her name is Diana, and we have a crap-ton of geekery in common, though each of us has a few blind spots that need shoring up.
We chatted for a while, to the point where everyone else arrived for Goffee and we were still chatting; took quite some time before we actually ended the conversation and I missed about half of Goffee. Heh.
Needless to say, I kinna like this girl. And she's kinna my type visually, too. But...honestly, it was awfully difficult to tell her sexuality; one got the immediate impression that she was a lesbian, but she talked about boyfriends. I guess she could be bi...
Hell, for all I know, I just made a new friend and nothing more, anyway, but, hey...
Thing is, coming so close on the heels of last weekend's little incident, I find I'm quite skittish. Some part of me just doesn't ever wanna try again, cuz I keep getting hurt; one can only take so much before one becomes quite gun-shy.
I have her e-mail address and not a clue what I should do. Heh.
First words out of her mouth were, "Wow, you look like Tank Girl!" ...so I got the impression we might get along.
Turns out that her name is Diana, and we have a crap-ton of geekery in common, though each of us has a few blind spots that need shoring up.
We chatted for a while, to the point where everyone else arrived for Goffee and we were still chatting; took quite some time before we actually ended the conversation and I missed about half of Goffee. Heh.
Needless to say, I kinna like this girl. And she's kinna my type visually, too. But...honestly, it was awfully difficult to tell her sexuality; one got the immediate impression that she was a lesbian, but she talked about boyfriends. I guess she could be bi...
Hell, for all I know, I just made a new friend and nothing more, anyway, but, hey...
Thing is, coming so close on the heels of last weekend's little incident, I find I'm quite skittish. Some part of me just doesn't ever wanna try again, cuz I keep getting hurt; one can only take so much before one becomes quite gun-shy.
I have her e-mail address and not a clue what I should do. Heh.