Time Will Tell

Well, I went on a date this weekend. And a pseudo-date. The pseudo-date was supposed to just be a friend thing but when he asked me if I wanted to go back to his place to watch a movie and drink some of his beer... I got the feeling he was looking for something else. So, I walked away from there feeling like I had been on a date with a man I'd like to be friends with still as long as he's ok with just friends too.

The actual date was last night. We went to see Harold and Kumar and then stopped at Friday's for a drink. (Quick side note about the movie: If you enjoy squeezing as many taboos into 2 hours as is possible, go for it. If you're looking for greatness, look elsewhere.) Unfortunately I was very tired, had some stomach troubles, and was thinking about the cutest guy ever quite a bit. Still, I had a nice time and will see him again if he's interested. He was cute and intelligent. His Polish background explains why his name is spelled different but pronounced like an American name. It was neat hearing the story of how his family jumped ship and basically claimed asylum here in the states. He was only a child and doesn't really remember it. And, no, no accent.

The cutest guy ever has gone MIA on me. And I don't know what to think of it. We got closer at the beginning of last week and then he disappeared, aside from some texting on Friday night. However, I fell asleep before I could see him. Which stinks because I feel the need to tell him how I feel. But, it has occured to me, maybe it's not meant for me to tell him. Maybe that's why things are happening as they are. Maybe time will tell what will become of us and right now I feel forced into just moving on.

My decision is to date around very casually. Not sleep around casually but date around. It could be fun if I could get him out of my head. Maybe I'll feel better after my period, I really hope so.