Okay, so I have been having this insomnia problem, pretty much since ragbrai, but it has been bad this week. I don't think I have gotten 1 good night's sleep all week. And still......I'm meeting the Eyebrow guy. (2, not 1, just big) We are having drinks at 7. Maybe they will help me sleep, even though wine hasn't been working for quite awhile! I hope I am not too terrible company, since someone at work already told me I looked really tired. Usually, that is code for you look like s#$t! Not sure if I mentioned this before, but this guy knows my cousin, and he is supposed to be really shy. Usually I don't go for the shy guys because I don't like to have to be the entertainer. I am rather an introvert myself, so we will see how this goes! I am sure he is athletic, but he said that I make HIM feel lazy with my race schedule.
Then I got a call from the Asian guy. He winked at me, I winked back, then he sent me a brief email saying let's go out to eat and here's my number. I still hate talking on the phone with people I don't know, even after 3 months. And our conversation was similar to an interview. Him, "What do you do for fun?" Me, "Um, I am going to a concert on Saturday." Him, "How long have you lived in Des Moines?" Me, "Uh, 4 years." And so on and so on. I swear he was reading a script! But anyway, I am going to meet him on Monday. Of course he asked me what kind of food I liked, and I said lots of kinds. I still had to name some off. Um, Chinese, Italian, Mexican. Damn, I forgot Thai! Anyway, he asked me where, I said I would rather he pick (c'mon, I need a man who can make decisions for pity's sake!) so, he picked the Cheesecake Factory. Really? Oh well. Not that I don't like their food, I just don't usually eat at chains as a general rule. At least he didn't say Applebee's. I would have had to hang up right there!
So Thursday date. Check. Friday night at home. Check. Saturday with the girls. Check. Monday with indecisive interviewer. Check. Thursday my subscription is up, hooray!! See me jump for joy!!!
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