Well, Jerry texts me Saturday saying he knows I'm busy getting ready for a work event the next day, but that he'd really love to see me if he could and can he take me to dinner after he gets some errands done?
Uhm, well... I mean, I guess? (Hey, I said he was "growing on me" not grown on me!) This is moving pretty fast. What about my
We do all of those things: I get sad about not finding my Alma Mater's gear at Rally House, we go to Pier One, go to Ikea where I get a bookshelf and play with all the toys. This is actually pretty lucky since it absolutely would not have fit in my car! Then we go to dinner in the Shops at Legacy and I like his eyes... and his smile and oh shit. No NO NO!! But then he's making "us" plans and then we go back to his house, let his dog out, he takes my bookshelf to my apartment, carries it up the stairs and we get down to business. I kind of like how he kisses me and how much he compliments me and all of the sweet things he says....
Alabama who...? Somewhere between Pier One and the Perfect Summer Beer, I realize that while Alabama might have been very exciting because he's so handsome and charming and was the first guy that didn't make me want to join a nunnery... maybe he wasn't the perfect match for me. This guy has a lot of things I liked and I was starting to get kind of excited to learn more...
(Wait, am I doing this wrong?)
Well damn. I'm totally still going to Six Flags though.


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