Cause in my head there is a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place where
They are far more suited than here.
Soul Meets Body - Death Cab for Cutie

So there is another boy.
We met online last year. But it just never happened. We didn't meet. The geography was too big of a problem. I thought he was cute and sweet and everything... but it just didn't happen. So he's been on my msn list forever, but we haven't chatted in months.

So he messages me yesterday while I am at my parents stealing DSL. There is chatting, catching up. I tell him where I am and that I was heading home shortly and that I'm going to be driving through his town which is about 40 mins from my town, sometime that evening. So he invites me out for coffee, which surprised me. Re-reading this paragraph it kinda sounds like maybe it shouldn't have been a surprise, but seriously we chatted for months before and never met, so I wasn't really expecting anything to come of it.

So he gives me his number and I tell him that I will call him when I get to his town. So, in order to understand this whole situation, you need to know that yesterday was a terrible day. I woke up in Grand Rapids, no one had a hair brush. left D's house at 6:30, was to the PU's by mid morning. Feeling awful. Tons of homework to be doing and puking all day. Hot. I know. So. I was excited to meet A, but at the same time, I was about 15 minutes away from leaving when the invitiation came, so I had no time to clean up and nothing better to put on. So I was looking/feeling rough.

So I went to Walmart to grab some stuff for work. I called him from the payphone and made some plans. Times, places etc. He asked if he could bring his roomate. I thought that would be fine, the more the merrier, and it makes it less date like, and less scary. But I later wondered a bit about it, turns out he's had some pretty psycho first dates. I shopped and then stopped in the bathroom to try and fix the hair and face a bit. Maybe look like I hadn't been puking only hours before. So I'm in the bathroom, putting on some lip gloss, when a man walks in. Gives me a weirdo look and goes into the one stall. I'm thinking "What the fuck buddy, don't give me that look - you're the one in the woman's bathroom." But, of course, he's not. Yeah. Yesterday was that kind of day.

So I get out of the men's bathroom and go get in my car. I'm running 15 mins late. Drive to the bar where we are meeting. Go in. Can't find him. Get ID'd by the bartender. Figure that A must have left because I was so late. So I get in my car and get to a phone and call him. He's running late too. So we meet in the parking lot. He's cute. We get drinks and grab a seat. He's really cute. His friend is less cute but funny and talkative which is good cause A was kinda quiet. But with both of them there it did kinda feel like some sort of interview. I laughed the whole time. They had some completely ridiculous stories. His friend did a lot of the talking. But I exercised my flirting skills. We had a napkin wad war and I tried on his ring, way too big for even my thumb, while the friend was talking. I'm actually pretty proud of myself. I never really flirt. But I kinda thought if I didn't he wasn't going to know what was going on since his friend was doing most of the talking. There was lots of eye contact. There was lots of smiling. He kept kicking me under the table. We saved a bug from drowning in the beer. We have a very natural banter, which is nice.

He's so totally my type. Kinda nerdy but handy with the tools as well. Smart and funny. Cute. Maybe even hot. My kind of cute. Tall with a baby face.

So at 12:30 I remembered that I needed to work the next morning and that my kitty was waiting for me. He walked me to my car. He said we needed to do it again sometime. We'll see. I sometimes don't decipher boy code perfectly.

I hope we do. He's adorable. And on a less romantic note, I think having more than one boy right now is good. I don't need to jump into something serious.

I wonder if I passed the interview.