Well I'm at work and supposed to be working but I am already way too consumed with this blog. I am so hyped to have two official "followers"...you know that term totally makes me feel like a cult leader and I'm digging it! Ha...followers, we will all gather tonight at 5pm to drink our special punch...
Anyway, as promised I wanted to share one of my most recent dating stories for your entertainment...We went out to dinner and I spent an hour and half with him total...arguably one of the longest hour and a halfs of my life. He is from the South, and I am in no way hating on the South, but he was SO skiddish. okay dude, we're outside of Baltimore. We weren't even in the city on this date, we were in a nice area with plenty of pedestrian walkways. Literally, he was afraid to walk across these with me. I would just start walking and he'd freak out saying that he didn't think the cars would stop. All I could think of was the scene from Elf where Will Farrell is trying to cross the streets of New York City and exclaims "The yellow ones don't stop!" Men, if you are reading this, that is so unattractive. I hate feeling like the one who wears the pants in the relationship...and feeling like I'm with a little kid whose afraid to cross the street. Suck it up and just cross! haha. Anyway after dinner and seeing this behavior I used the good ole homework excuse (note that I have not adjusted to proper Grad school behavior and will almost ALWAYS blow off homework for a good time) so that was a crock. It got me out of the date though, se la vie.
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