About that date...

So I went on the date. I turned into a ball of nerves about 30 minutes before meeting him. We txt'd back and forth as I tried to find a parking spot. I went a different entrance and embarrassed myself a little with "O hai! I back here!"

First impressions always amuse me. I went in with a certain...expectation. He completely defied said expectation and I was pleasantly surprised. Cute! Very cute!

The date itself was lovely. We ate sushi, we played video games and we saw a movie. Somewhere along the ride there was a spark of interest. The flirting went up a little as the night went on. There were a few innocent kisses during the movie. The good-bye was sweet with an offer of extending the date to a drink. I went home with a smile, thinking "Yep, I'll never see him again."

I'm so positive like that.

As of this writing we are still seeing each other. What started as mystery has turned into something else...what it is I can't quite say yet. He's sweet, charming, quiet, willing to stay up for 2 days just to see me. I genuinely like him and now I feel all awkward keeping a blog detailing my dating disasters. I will randomly post bits from the past, but will respectively keep the current details to myself.

Imagine that, I go in expecting a disaster and I come out with a crush.