Squee!

My date last night was good. Really good. Really super good. We had coffee and hung out for a little over two hours and it was so much fun. And surprisingly comfortable, despite the fact I was sitting on top of the heater. (Anchorage, why do you build a bench on top of the radiator? Unsuspecting individuals will sit on it and then wonder why their legs are so damn hot.) He's supposed to call today and we're supposed to do something on Sunday - we'll see if this all pans out. I put off Thursday's guy so that I could have this date so I hope this wasn't a foolish decision. But I'm just so much more excited about this guy...

Sigh. I'm such a lame-o when I'm in like.