And then there’s a blind date story.

So I figure that enough people have gotten a kick out of this story so far, why not share it with the masses?

Last week.
Standard first date for myself is a place with non-alcoholic beverages so we can interview each other.
Place of choice this time: Starbucks.

Beautiful 22yr. old, half-japanese, half-white woman with a wit that can keep up with mine.
Ending our mini-date, I'm thinkin' to myself that I've found an awesome lady to add to the rotation until I can figure out what I'm truly looking for.

So she walks me to my car.
I set my drink on the roof.
I turn around...
*BAM*
I'm slammed against my car while she proceeds to kiss me.
A really deep kiss.
Like deep kiss with tongue.
Lots of tongue.
Like enough tongue to try to go down through my body an' undo my zipper.

I guess I'm charming.
I just didn't think I was THAT charming.
Couldn't help but find myself thinking a few things while I noticed she got whipped cream all over my driver's side window.

"Oooh nice."
"Desperate much?"

I kinda like aggressive girls, just not that aggressive.
I'm more like a handshake on a first date type of guy.
Maybe I found myself a closet-freak.

...tee hee.

I figure our next date'll be somewhere that doesn't have alcohol.
Or any means to tie me up with.

Seriously though, I'm not sure why I keep accepting blind date offers.
At the least ones setup by my acting friends.
I think the only reason I do 'em now is because I usually get fun stories for the masses.
And in turn, scare more people from ever wanting to try 'em out.

Feel free to keep sending 'em my way though.
Might even luck out one of these days.
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Get a mini-vacation of sorts next week.
Not allowed to quit my job, as a compromise I got my hours cut back to two days a week.
Starting next week.
Here's to hopin' real estate picks up even moreso for me.

Current Brain Age: 20
Current Wii Fitness Age: 25
The Random Quote:
"Poverty is ever the foe of need." - Anonymous