It's the simple things in life.

So I had a date tonight with another personals chyk. Happy sigh. It went well. Yay.

I've ranted here (and made things apparently seem much more serious than they really are) several times about how wrong this whole personals thing has gone. I would like everybody who reads this (all three of you ;-) to know that I am hereby expressing my pleasure at the same thing gone well.

So I'll call her Ann, since that's her name. She's also a sagittarius, in the same way I am, and we hit it off instantly. That problem I had on the one date where I did all the talking? Not a problem. The thing where I sorta have sixteen things I'm always kinda doing at the same time? She has that too. And I didn't, like, fidget myself to bits. (Woo! Go me!)

At the point when she was talking about college, and she said that she went to college believing it would be possible just to major in everything, I told her she could stop talking right then, since I already liked her. Hee hee hee.

Anyway, we're both youngest children, her sibs are almost the same age spread as mine, she absolutely adores her nephew who is the same age as my niece (we traded stories), and I left feeling very good about the whole thing. Puppy love, totally. I can deal with puppy love.

Oh, so she asks me if I listen to NPR, and I say it's part of my morning wakeup strategy - which she immediately picks up on, and asks me to share. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." Y'know, I can actually see that being dangerous, since were we ever to share a bed (getting ahead of myself here) neither one of us would ever convincingly encourage the other to get out of it. Not that there's anything wrong with that ...

So yeah, puppy love. We're planning something again next week "after 9pm" since she's got a condo association meeting, (I'm out of town, then she's out of town, and we only have the one night), then it'll probably be another week before we could possibly do date #3. Heh. This is Washington, alright.

(2000-05-10)