Well, last night’s date was interesting. I went out – finally – with the guy I got drunk with a couple weeks ago.
For starters, I was tired. As most of you know, I have sleep problems and yesterday morning I woke up at 4 AM unable to return to sleep. So I knew I was tired, but accepted the invite anyway because I wanted to see him.
He invited me to a bar I hate. Actually it’s a really cool bar up until 10:30 or 11pm when they get a DJ started with music so loud that talking can’t happen.. and we needed to talk at least some.
However, the biggest reason I hate the bar is that I am extremely uncomfortable there once it gets crowded. I’m not big on crowded places as it is, but this is a crowd of people with a different culture than I’m used to. Add to that, that it gets very “clubby” once the music gets going. *shiver*
So by me accepting the date, it was huge move on my part to see him. I really should have suggested another place, but I didn’t really want to come off as a pain in the ass. I am a huge pain in the ass, but I’d rather he learn that slowly. 🙂
Anyway, I’m so tired that I completely forget where the bar is and kinda get turned around 3 times on my way there. I’d been there before which is how I know it isn’t my scene, so getting there shouldn’t have been a big issue.
I get there, finally, and he’s all smiles. I order a beer and he pays for it without even giving me a choice. (So hot) We sit and talk for a while.
We honestly have a lot in common as far as social values and family values. He’s sweet and loving, and I’m finding that I really do like him. Then it starts getting loud, and I want to continue to talk so we try to find a quiet spot.
I agree to try outside despite knowing that it’s smokers area and I’m allergic to smoke. You see, on dates I will sometimes take risks with my health in order to keep the conversation flowing and to keep from being a complete whiny-pain-in-the-ass. I won’t be doing again though, as this morning I feel like I’m breathing through straws and my lungs hurt.
Anyway, we talked more and we get along very well.
Then we ran into a friend who knows both of us. She’s a good friend of Chrissy’s as well. She saw me and asked if I’d invited Chrissy. I wasn’t exactly sure how to respond.
You see… I really want to keep things with me and Ken quiet until we know for sure how things are going to go. That way if we split, there isn’t so much drama with our mutual friends.
Unfortunately, Jenny talks. She saw Ken behind me, and assumed Chrissy was somewhere there. Assuming that everyone was platonic with Ken. It’s a fair assumption really. As I mentioned before, he’s one of those really uber-nice guys that we girls normally avoid. He’s also a bit short (he might be my height if I’m barefooted), and plain looking.
As I mentioned in my last post about him, had he not been a rockstar in the bedroom I’d never have given him the time of day.
So I whisper to Jenny as much as you could possibly whisper in the loud club that Ken and I are on a date.
Her eyes flash open wide, then flutter down to fake a “this makes sense” facial expression. She’s attempting not to be shocked that Ken & I are together.
“Oh, he’s SUCH a nice guy. I’m so happy for you.” She says in a tone of condescension and subtext that actually says.. “He’s a backbone-less guy. Whatever floats your boat, but girl you could do much better.”
This reaction is actually what I will probably get from everyone, and right now I’m not sure that it matters what others think… but often it does tend to wear on you if no one is supportive.
So I’m not sure if this is going anywhere. I have ascertained that he wants it go places.. literally. He mentioned several times that night about future weekend trips, and places that he’d like to take me.
Tiredness won out about two hours into the date, and I told him I needed to go. He knew when I accepted the date that I’d been up before the crack of dawn, so it wasn’t a shock that I was tired. He however didn’t want the date to end, and thought of several options of things to do.. but as tired as I was, I would have fallen asleep immediately on each of them.
We are however going out tomorrow night again. He initially mentioned going to another club like the one we were at, which I quickly nixed that I idea. We may go see a movie. He said he’d call later today to iron out the plans. I was much too tired last night to decide anything.
The night did end with a very steamy kiss. I am a bit of a cock-tease.
I then got in my car, drove home, and fell into bed dead asleep.