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Mmmmm....Date.
Date went well. A good movie, too. After Mass, I found T. She had some errands to run, and she wasn't sure how long they would take. We decided to scrap dinner and just hit the movie. (I wasn't upset over this. I have had some lovely dinners ruined by worries about whether or not the food would arrive in time to make it to the show.) I returned home, got a brief ego boost, grabbed a little something to eat and went down ot the movies.
T. showed up a little late--she had taken the wrong offramp from the freeway--but we were still in time to watch the previews. Then there was a movie, and then she had to get home for bed.
Note to self: for a second date, do something that doesn't involve being quiet for two hours. We didn't talk as much as I'd have liked, and I really like talking to her. Next time, I'd opt for the dinner instead of the movie.
Impressions: T. is very cute. She was also very tired, but didn't want to skip out on the movie. I don't think she was as into the movie as I was (she admitted to napping a bit in the middle). All of this leads me to the conclusion that, yes, she does indeed like me. (And to all of you who are already to write "Well of course she does!" I still need to do these absurd little verifications. Bear with me.)
This is a busy week for her, she's one of the teachers and organizers of the Confirmation program, and the ceremony is on Saturday. I intend to call on Tuesday and invite her to dinner. Now, to find a good restaurant.
T. showed up a little late--she had taken the wrong offramp from the freeway--but we were still in time to watch the previews. Then there was a movie, and then she had to get home for bed.
Note to self: for a second date, do something that doesn't involve being quiet for two hours. We didn't talk as much as I'd have liked, and I really like talking to her. Next time, I'd opt for the dinner instead of the movie.
Impressions: T. is very cute. She was also very tired, but didn't want to skip out on the movie. I don't think she was as into the movie as I was (she admitted to napping a bit in the middle). All of this leads me to the conclusion that, yes, she does indeed like me. (And to all of you who are already to write "Well of course she does!" I still need to do these absurd little verifications. Bear with me.)
This is a busy week for her, she's one of the teachers and organizers of the Confirmation program, and the ceremony is on Saturday. I intend to call on Tuesday and invite her to dinner. Now, to find a good restaurant.
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