I think I have a date tonight. A first date. I think. This guy asked me out last week. He’d originally asked me out for last Friday but I was busy. So he suggested tonight and I said yes.
We left the details open. He said he’d be in touch.
Guess what? I haven’t heard from him since. So, I might have a date tonight. Might not. He seemed like a really interesting guy and I was looking forward to meeting him. But honestly, not enough to text, call or email today to follow up.
If he flakes on me, then he flakes.
I’ll get the night off to clean my apartment. That’ll be fine with me.
This has nothing at all to do with it, but I was listening to it a few minutes ago, and it made me smile.
That’s Say Something, by James.
Tags: first date, texts