6:12 p.m. - August 04, 2003
In a few years I'll look back and laugh
He's asked me out on a date. A real one, the old-fashioned way of asking and I didn't know what to say so I was quiet, and he was hurt:
It's okay if you say no, but just say something!
This is the first time I've really been asked out by a guy. I -
I what? Have a boyfriend? Am seeing somebody? What do I call Spec? Just a friend?
He'll be here in 10 minutes and I hope, I pray, I've dressed well enough. Where is a woman when you need her?
I feel weird, giddy, a bit flustered. Strange times are ahead.
This is a real, live date.
One point for me today.
