My life has been relatively strange lately. For the longest time, I was complaining about my lacking in a dating life. It looks like it is or is about to take off. Oh joy.
I was supposed to have something of a blind date this weekend, but I guess my "matchmaker" got busy and didn't get around to it. He told me that both his friend and I are "highly skeptical" of this whole set-up. Maybe this means we're perfect for each other? Ha ha.
But on Saturday, I spent a good three or four hours with a guy friend of mine. It was bizarre. He came by to give me some CDs he had burned for me and he stayed so he could give me the track names for the music on them. We took a trip out because his dad was at Lowe's and needed the truck and then we stopped at his house after Lowe's so we could pick up his 160 MB iPod. There was some stuff on it he wanted me to listen to. We came back to my apartment, uploaded and listened to some more music, and talked about random things. Then he had to leave. But he called me a few hours later because his former zone leader (kind of a mutual friend of ours, long story) called and he wanted a phone number for a missionary they both knew that I knew from my freshman ward, but I didn't have it. I've got it now, thanks to facebook messaging.
So yeah, this guy has called me about six times in the last 11 days and I've called him maybe three times. And he's talked about things we could do together. I still say we're just friends, but my roommates and my little brother think otherwise. Honestly, I don't know how I feel.
Maybe I shouldn't have complained so much about my dating life after all.
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