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Apparently I had a date last night…it wasn’t planned and I wasn’t notified.  It was labeled as an afterthought almost.

So I can’t remember mentioning or not but I was bought a drink on Tuesday night when I impromptu went to the bar with a friend.  Well, this same guy asked for contact info at the end of the night and I did give it to him.  I heard from him on MySpace pretty fast.  Then I was closing the store last night when someone says something to me along the lines of ‘You look like you’re having fun’ and I look up and bam!  There he is, tall and wearing a black trenchcoat in the mall.  LLC.  So we chatted for a bit and as he was getting ready to leave (this was right around closing time) he asked if I was going out after work.  Now I really  hadn’t planned on it because I have been out every night this week but Monday, a record for me since I’m something of a homebody usually.  I think it’s that I’m making up in advance for turning into a broke homebody when I get back to school.  So anyway!  I told him I wasn’t sure yet, I hadn’t made any plans.  He replies that he is going to be at the Bar for a little while and he’d text me after I got off to see if I was going to come out.

I didn’t think much of it although Cat started teasing me about it because I had told her about Tuesday night the next day at work after the fact.  We were joking that at least he looks good in daylight too (since you never know how cute someone you meet at the bar really is since it’s kind of dark and all).  LOL.  And he’s tall!  Really tall, not just tall compared to me tall.  He’s like 6’2" tall.  LOL.  And he’s got really beautiful eyes, either blue or green, I can’t tell just yet I only can get that they’re pale-ish.  I don’t want to like stare at him and I’m not going to just flat out ask yet.  haha. 

After I got off and had gotten home, I was getting ready for bed when my phone buzzed.  It was him texting me saying that if I decided to come out the first drink would be on him.  Well I texted back joking ‘free drink?  how can a girl refuse?’.  So I got myself re-dressed and by that point he texted me again saying ‘yeah, free drinks all night from me’.

I was mildly impressed.

So I went out to the Bar.  We sat and talked for several ours before Beth showed up (she’s always at the Bar I swear to god)  One of her best friends just passed away so she was visibly upset and that was why she was trying to get drunk last night, although it really doesn’t take that many drinks to accomplish it.  So he and I stuck around until like 2am (totally unplanned, both of us had only planned on being there until like midnight or so, but we were there till like 1am and then she showed up).  Well after seeing to it that she’d be taken care of (there was a guy there that had been harassing her) he and I decided to leave.  He very politely offered to walk me to my car.  As we’re walking from the Bar he reaches behind him (it’s an upstairs bar) and I’m like "what are you doing?".  He says "I’m trying to hold your hand", feeling stupid for not realizing that I put my hand in his and we walk down the street to where I was parked. 

Now I’d started getting the shakes in the bar which was one of the other reasons I’d continued to sit there so long.  I get this fits sometimes where I just start shaking and I can’t control it it’s like muscle spasms.  I think it’s mostly connected to my back because they only really started happening in any frequency after my car accident.  I start shaking, especially my legs and my shoulders with minor shaking in my hands and my teeth start chattering because I’m shaking so hard but I’m trying to hold still so no one notices.  At first he didn’t understand and I think he thought I was just saying I was shaking so that I could stand there and be held but then I finally stopped trying to hide it and just my whole body started shivering.  He was like "Damn, you really are shaking" and he held me pretty tight, trying to warm me up and I had to try and make him understand that I wasn’t shaking because I was cold, I just was shaking.  So we stood at my car for almost another hour, talking and doing that standing-cuddle thing.  I stopped shaking after a little while once I stopped trying to hide it (trying to suppress it always seems to make it last longer).  We had a goodnight kiss…or two…or more… : )

Part of our conversation was me laughing at how ironic my life is.  I stop looking for anything (and I mean anything) and decide to focus on school and all and suddenly there are a gazillion guys crawling out of the woodwork to pay attention to me.  Then he asked why I’d decided to stop looking and I told him about how all my dates/boyfriends seem to end badly.  He looks at me and he says, this didn’t end badly.  I was like "we were on a date?"  He laughed at me and said we could call it one if we wanted to.  So apparently it was a date.  LLC!

After I got home I got a text message from him saying "I had a great time, I hope you enjoyed our "date" see you tomorrow night".  I thought that was so cute.  No we don’t have another date, tomorrow night is my last Hurrah at the Bar on dance night before I go back to BFE.  ;p 

Oh well, got to get ready for work soon and I have lots still to do for leaving tomorrow.

*luv ya bunches*