Tin Pan and I have a date.
Trying not to get my hopes up. Because I’ve had a few bad run-ins with dates being set but then cancelled at the last minute. But, I can’t help it. Even if I don’t remember what he looks like, I’m looking forward to meeting him. He makes me laugh. And I’m definitely a firm believer in my mom’s ‘be with someone that makes you laugh’ rule of thumb. He cracks me up, but I don’t think he means to.
The problem I’m having is why I gave him my number in the first place. Did we make out? I think we might have. Did we have a good time dancing together? I hope so. Or, was one of those guys you give your number to to make him go away? I certainly hope not.
He’s also a take-charge sort. And given my New Year’s resolution, I’m pretty stoked that my first date of the new year is scheduled for this Friday, only two weeks into the year.
Also, he’s made no mention of sex, my looks, or me being foreign, besides asking me where I was from once.
I’ve also been suffering from food poisoning. I’ve been in awful pain since Sunday and am hoping I’m starting to recover now, as I’ve begun to feel better. Though, this morning’s 30minute vomiting session was not a consolation prize of any sort.
So, Tin Pan’s conversations with me of late have been rather boring. It goes like this.
Him: How are you??
Me: Dying. I’m sick. Help me. Please. I want to die. [Okay, not this bad. But I’ve been pretty miserable.]
Him: So sad.
[Later.]
Him: I’m home. What are you doing?
Me: Watching dramas.
Him: I’m read a book!!!
Me: I’m watching ‘The Sun and the Moon.’
[Next day.]
Him: Did you eat today?
Me: No. I’m still sick.
[Later.]
Him: I’m home. What are you doing?
Me: Watching dramas.
Him: I’m computer!!!
Me: I’m watching ‘Flower Boy Ramen Shop.’
[Next day.]
Him: How are you today?
Me: ….sick…
Him: I had lunch.
[Later.]
Him: I’m home. What are you doing?
Me: …dramas. >.<
Him: Sun and the Moon?
Me: No. Wild Romance.
Him: I’m watching tv!!!
Then later, he came back with.
“You really like dramas?” He said he liked movies. He told me his fave movie was The Last of the Mohicans. Awkward. But, hey, it’s a good sign if he’s willing to put up with me telling him I’m watching three different dramas in three days. Cause sometimes that doesn’t go over so well.
We also had this little gem of a convo, which if you don’t know the game, you won’t understand, but it made me laugh.
Him: [randomly sends a pic of a crocodile in a shopping cart being pushed by another croc skating behind her.]
Me: You like Where’s My Water?
Him: Water?
Me: That picture. It’s a game. I love it!
Him: Crocodile Water! Me too! I love it!
Haha. So, there’s that.
