Rewind, Repeat.
I went on another date with Mr.OK today.
..Eventhough i was still exhausted from last night's mid-night rendez-vous.
So, We met up a Luciles on Pearl Street.
It is the cutest little New Orleans/French Louisianian breakfast nook in the whole state.. Which is why i was surprised that he had been there before. Hm.
Well we met at noon,
And sat outside on the patio, and ate.
I had a beigniette, he had the 4 cheese omlette.
But he paid. Hm..
We had fantastic conversation while he finished his coke, and i finished my iced coffee (which we didn't have to pay for, because our incapable waitress kept forgetting about us, and apprently she felt bad.. however, we didn't feel bad about giving her a less than generous tip).
After we were finished, we mosied around Pearl Street, smoked, mosied, smoked, smoked, mosied, then laid in the grass in front of the court house; talking and laughing.
So i get a call from MissBillbong, telling me to visit her at..well.. Billabong. Plus, she really wanted to meet Mr.OK, after hearing so much about him.
So we walked, they were introduced (she wasn't wearing a bra) and we all laughed about it. It was overall, pretty good.
Then we went to North Boulder Park?
And what did we do?
Talked and laid in the grass.
To outside bystanders, this seems like mindless drug junkie behavior.
To us, it was pretty much fantastic.
Then something out of the ordinary happened.
He held my hand. Hm...
I kinda felt all giddy like.
..and it didn't even matter that i was ridiculously uncomfortable, in the position i was lying in.
So we go back to his place, and he kisses me goodbye,
(in a style Clarke Gabel would admire)
.. and the best part is,
is that it felt like he'd been wanting to do it for a while.
That there was a thought process..
I dunno.
I always overanalyze everything.
But i'll being seeing him again tonight, hopefully.
he said he'd call around 11.
If i could wrap it all up in one word it would be...
yay.
Matty B.