I just got an e-mail from John asking me to dinner and a movie tomorrow. It felt kind of good to tell him that I already had a date with someone who was... I dunnow, more decisive about asking me out?

Hooray for a free out from a meeting with Mr. Plastic!

God, I'm such a bitch.

So the craft fair today was a bust, but I got to flirt with oodles of cute military men and play with sniper scopes, expensive robots, and explosives ( Read more... )