The Doctor Is In

So I finally met up with Mr. Nice Guy? for some drinks. And after talking with him for a few weeks, I was really excited to hang out with him. But standing outside of the bar waiting for him, my heart was pounding and my feet felt like they weighed 1,000 pounds. I was paralyzed in fear because there were 4 directions he could've been coming in, and I didn't know where to look.

Then, out of the corner of my eye I saw him coming. But I wanted to avoid the block-long stare, slash creepy smile thing, so as I often do, dove into my purse. I really should install a TV in the bottom of all of my handbags, or perhaps get a Tamagotchi for my keychain.

Anyway, he was really tall, with bright blue eyes and a great smile. So cute. And I could tell he was just as excited to hang out.

We ended up having some drinks and playing darts, and it was such a good time. He was funny and polite and I couldn't have hoped it would go any better. And after a bit, he even asked if I wanted to keep hanging out, or if I couldn't wait to get away from him. It was a humorous way to make sure I was having as much fun as him. I said I was having a good time, so we went to meet up with some of his pals, and order pizza and play Wii bowling. Then he was singing along to popular 80s songs in Polish, which he speaks fluently, just to make me laugh. Imagine some tall blonde guy busting out in Polish to Don't Stop Believing. Hilarious.

Overall it was a fantastic first date. The kind where you walk into your house a little slower, smiling to yourself, not thinking about the future or what could happen next, just reveling in the momentary guy high.

We'll see if he calls for a second date.