Advice sorely needed.

No exciting pictures today. I don’t think.

So, I’m back in London.. Hurray (really unenthusiastic).

I hate it when something good happens, and then the come down is like.. Uuuuuurrrrggghhhhhhh. Also I know I’ve only done 3 half shifts at my new job but I don’t like it. At all. The elderly mental patients are pretty much fine, I like ’em, they are what they are. They staff? So far, I feel totally alien. It’s a bit shit. Like, there’s no support, I have no idea what I’m doing most of the time…

Anyway, the good thing that happened was… I went on a date!! WOOOAAAH NELLY. Yes I did. So, I’ve been on POF on an off since stuff with M ended, I went out with I guy I knew from uni, we slept together for about 4 months, then we starting being an item and like the bitch I am, I immediately got bored and broke it off. Normal. Been on a couple of dates, mostly awkward and weird.

SO while I was at my parents house recovering from knee, it was about a two weeks ago he sent me a message. I WELL fancied his profile so we messaged back and forth a bit, like 1-2 messages a day, then the weekend I moved back he gave me his number and we arranged to meet up Monday. So we did. He took me to this really cute 20’s style (sort of) Speakeasy place in Kensington and bought both bottles of wine (I know, I am rubbish at wine, nothing gets me drunk like it.. :S) I did offer to pay, or go halves or whatever! A lot! But he was determined. Anyhow, we left pretty late and I, like the ridiculous person I am, ask him what he rates the date out of 10. He says 8. So like most girls would, I kind of went a bit silent thinking about it but then! He nudges me and holds out his hand (so fucking cute) which I take and then after about 100 meters he stops and pulls me back (not like, rough) and we have a bit of a snog. Which is nice.
ANYHOW, by the time we make it to the tube station we’ve kissed a few more times and also he kisses me goodbye. And then it’s a fucking mission getting back because I miss my last connecting train and have to navigate buses, which is impressive considering I’m a bit less than sober.

Long story.

So a few text messages exchanged since, but I don’t really know what to do now? We both said we’d like to see each other again (I’m still talking to a couple other guys on the site, and I’m pretty sure he’s checking his because it shows when he’s online – not putting all my eggs in one basket you know). But, like, I want to ask him when he’s off next? He works super late shifts, is a cameraman, without coming across as super super keen (which I am, but that’s gonna make him run a thousand miles)…. 

I am such a loser. ADVICE IS REALL Y WELCOMED >< I’ll draw you a picture if you help me out!!