wow.
today was probably the strangest day i've ever had. a 9-hour first date gone horribly awry. 9 hours of suffering i would never want to re-live. i guess this time it wasn't my fault, at least, but it definitely is at the top of the "worst dates ever" list. i knew he probably wasn't worth my time, and i knew it wasn't ever going to turn into anything serious, but i had no idea what i was getting myself into when i met up with him at noon yesterday. and it's not even like i got free food out of my ordeal: the soup was so gross that we didn't even want to eat it, let alone take it home leftovers. and it's not like i'm heartbroken, because whatever, he's so fucking weird (words cannot do it justice) it's not worth it. i just wish i could find someone weird but good-weird.
...and then after he drove me home, i was left with the desire to get incredibly, incredibly drunk. mission accomplished. the moral of the story: always make sure you have your own transportation with you when you go on a date with someone you don't know very well. or you may be trapped in someone's sex pistols-covered, incense-smelling, zombie-filled, messy lair of doom against your will for an extended period of time.
...and then after he drove me home, i was left with the desire to get incredibly, incredibly drunk. mission accomplished. the moral of the story: always make sure you have your own transportation with you when you go on a date with someone you don't know very well. or you may be trapped in someone's sex pistols-covered, incense-smelling, zombie-filled, messy lair of doom against your will for an extended period of time.