ohmygodihaveadateihaveadate!!!!!!!!

so i went back to get the flippin' drawerknobs and he was there....so i bought the damn things and of course, couldn't think of a word to say. so i walked out, disconsolate, and as i closed the door our eyes met.......

i walked very slowly down the street and stopped at the corner of Magenta and Dunkerque, weighing the possibilities and trying to determine how much courage would be required to return and ask what he was doing for the evening. Unbelievably, i turned around and walked back up Dunkerque and back into the store, and asked him if he'd like to have a drink with me tonight. And he said yes.

I'm still shaking, my mind keeps bouncing between scenario and other scenario: what if we can't talk to each other? what if we can't stand each other? what if he hates me? what if things go along amazingly and i leave tomorrow and never see him again? what if--and this is my most basic and realistic fear--i can't find the damn restaurant we're supposed to meet at?

and can you believe i actually did this????????


TO BE CONTINUED................