I Know What I Know

Well, there was good news and bad news from my date last weekend.

Good news: The date, in my mind, went amazing. We ended up going to Tim Horton's and spending about an hour talking to each other about pretty much everything. Hell, I even told her the whole story behind my ex girlfriend, and she came right back with one of her own and made me feel like it didn't even affect me. Plus, like I've been telling all my friends, it was nice to talk to a girl who wasn't an angry, annoying, emo slut. Aren't I nice?

The bad news: She was going to the Maritimes for two weeks the day after Sunday. It was one of those things that when you first hear it, you're like "Aw crap - I really scared that one away", but we did want to get together when she came back. It was a pretty bad situation for me, because it felt like I was getting a free sample of something, but wasn't allowed to buy it and give it a longer shot. I'm looking forward to this weekend when she comes back and I can hopefully get together with her again. I've had such bad luck in the past, and I'm hoping that I can break that streak.

Time will tell, I suppose.

-Patrick