Oct 09, 2006 04:13
I had the best date of my life on Saturday. I met this guy, Jason, through a friend at a bar last weekend. He's getting his PhD in Neuroscience, so he's smart, he's funny, and respectful. Oh, and he speaks fluent Spanish and some Portuguese.
We went out for drinks and then he took me salsa dancing, and he can dance too :-). THe whole date was great, there wasn't a dull moment or akward silence and I haven't laughed or smiled that much on a date ever. He's not a bad looking guy either. He's taller than me, and when his hair was short, he resembled tiger woods. The only thing is that now he has dreadlocks, I'm not a big fan. But I'm not gonna give a guy like this the boot because I don't like his hairstyle.
Anyway, we have a lot in common, including an absolute love of music, silliness and intelligence, and he knows what FLCL is!
He called me today and we're going out to sushi on Wednesday. There is promise here. But for some reason, I feel myself wanting to pull back. Maybe it's just a bit of healthy apprehension, afterall, I don't know him that well.
What if...well just what if? I think that pretty much sums up my attitude right now, and it's so not like me at all. If you've been reading my LJ for the past two years, you know I'm a jump right in, giddy 'til my heart gets broken kind of person. Maybe my last experience finally wiped all of that out. I just don't want to become that cynical single person who looks the other way when what they want could be standing right in front of them.
We'll see. I'm just gonna take it slow with this one.