Anyway...
So, things are going pretty well. Very well.
This sort of scares me because I haven't really gotten beyond a second or third date with someone in... years, I guess. I gave up dating for four years after Ian and I broke up, not because I was scarred for life or anything but just because... well, because I couldn't be bothered, really. I had my own shit to deal with, especially after I uprooted and moved to San Francisco in 2007. Not that I don't still have my own shit to deal with, there's just considerably less of it to deal with now and I'm dealing with it better.
And now it's like... Hey. Here's someone who is sweet, seems to be into me, funny, cute... I have to keep telling myself that there is NOTHING WRONG and that he's not just going to start hating me for no reason. I'm not sure where this is going or what it even really is right now. So I'm giddy and a little bit terrified, I guess, but I like him. A lot.
The things about which I am most frightened are seeming overly interested or overbearing. I'm not all about playing hard to get or any of that game-playing bullshit, so... I'm just being nice to him, which is the best I can really do. It's really hard to keep from checking my phone ever 5 minutes to see if he's called or text-messaged me.
Shut up, I guess I'm a little infatuated. I spent Thursday night in Berkeley with him and it was really great. If you know me, you know I must like someone quite a bit to travel by BART to the East Bay for him. ;)
...Oh, and his phone plays the alert sound from Metal Gear Solid when he gets a text message.
This sort of scares me because I haven't really gotten beyond a second or third date with someone in... years, I guess. I gave up dating for four years after Ian and I broke up, not because I was scarred for life or anything but just because... well, because I couldn't be bothered, really. I had my own shit to deal with, especially after I uprooted and moved to San Francisco in 2007. Not that I don't still have my own shit to deal with, there's just considerably less of it to deal with now and I'm dealing with it better.
And now it's like... Hey. Here's someone who is sweet, seems to be into me, funny, cute... I have to keep telling myself that there is NOTHING WRONG and that he's not just going to start hating me for no reason. I'm not sure where this is going or what it even really is right now. So I'm giddy and a little bit terrified, I guess, but I like him. A lot.
The things about which I am most frightened are seeming overly interested or overbearing. I'm not all about playing hard to get or any of that game-playing bullshit, so... I'm just being nice to him, which is the best I can really do. It's really hard to keep from checking my phone ever 5 minutes to see if he's called or text-messaged me.
Shut up, I guess I'm a little infatuated. I spent Thursday night in Berkeley with him and it was really great. If you know me, you know I must like someone quite a bit to travel by BART to the East Bay for him. ;)
...Oh, and his phone plays the alert sound from Metal Gear Solid when he gets a text message.