Today is Election Day. I mailed in my absentee ballot on Saturday. I voted for McCain. I figure he's the lesser of two evils.
So, guess who's got a blind date this weekend? *raises hand* That's right, I do. It's kind of a funny story how it came about. A couple months ago, my roommate Jenny went to a single's ward activity with a guy she was dating at the time. She met this guy in his ward named Steven, and they both thought he'd be perfect for me because we both talk the same way (now there's a scary thought). They came back and told me that they wanted to set me up with him. I wasn't keen on the idea at the time because I was kind of dating someone else at the time, even though I didn't know where it was going. About a week later, Jenny broke up with the guy. And then two weeks after that, my "relationship" ended. I asked Jenny about Steven, and she told me that she was still friends with Andrew (the guy she had been dating) and promised to talk to him about it. Well, a few weeks later, I have a date. Steven has refused to call me because he's petrified about the whole thing. Apparently he hasn't been on many dates and he's fresh off his mission. Leave it to me to break a newly returned missionary into the dating scene...ha ha.
I don't know how I feel about it. Blind dates have never been my favorite. I do wish guys would actually ask me out. About a week before I stopped dating my ex, a guy from my complex kind of tried to ask me out (I think). He asked if we could go swimming sometime, but at the time I was kind of sick and I told him that. I was also on codeine for said illness, so I don't know if I sounded quite right when I told him. Now I regret turning him down...he's a really cool guy and I still do see him around on occasion and he's still very friendly to me whenever I see him. Eh, I read too much into things.
Yeah, that's been my week so far.
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So--some time when you see this guy, you say "I'm not sick anymore! Want to go swimming?"
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