About a Boy...and Then Some

By now I've chatted with Electric Youth on a few occasions. And I've drawn one big fat conclusion: boy can TALK. After two online chats and two phone convos, I now know the following: he's REALLY into electronic music, makes some of his own, lives alone, has a dog, has medium brown hair, usually only dates Asian girls and thinks it's because of their hair color, believes it's his Dutch heritage that makes him a firecracker, thinks Borat is amazing as a show but refuses to see the movie, has a "man crush" on the lead singer of Depeche Mode, which drugs he's tried, the details of his first sexual encounter...I can go on if you'd like.

What does he know about me? Um...my name, where I'm from, maybe that I have two eyes, a nose and a mouth? I can't remember exactly, because of the 3 hours of phone time we've had I've talked for about 10 minutes. The rest of the time I'm watching TV and inserting the occasional laugh or "yeah."

Still, in the name of research, I'm meeting him for drinks next week.