All signs point to yes?
If anybody knows me, they know I’m not a religious guy. I happen to believe in the complete lack of it; but sometimes things happen that you just have to wonder…
I met a girl on Match.com last week. She is articulate, analytical and a traveler. I thought, wow, I had to write her, even if it’s just to talk about travels. Upon reply, it was almost crushing to hear she thought her profile was cancelled, and wasn’t expecting the email, but it was quickly turned around when she said she enjoyed reading my profile. Great!
Over the next few days, we end up exchanging emails worthy of novels of general chatter. Things were going well. We get on the phone, but only talked for a short period (45 mins? that’s short for most). We arrange a time, and place, to meet in person.
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Skip to today, we’ve meet and this is where things get weird…
First off, when I suggested the location, I was completely off as to what I was really thinking?! See, I thought there was a Starbucks by this Borders store (or in) but turns out it was some Seattle’s Best coffee. I was like, “oh crap! Maybe she thought the same?” It was about time, no sign of her. So, I pick up a quick book (I can’t seem to leave a bookstore without a book) and head out. Surely, if we agreed to meet a Starbucks, there has to be one around here. I started walking down the street. I see a big crowd down one, and wonder what was up. I walk along the road and I see The Magnolia Theatre. Oh, what’s showing? Nothing looked good, except one: Run Fatboy Run. It’s a Simon Pegg movie. Oh, I’m such a Simon Pegg fan. I jot it down on my “have to watch.” list.
I keep moving. Looking ahead I see a Starbucks! Yes! There is one! I just hope this is the one she’s at. haha. I walk inside, put on my glasses and proceeded to scan the place. Just outside the window I see a single black woman sitting at a table. I immedtely knew it was her. Her pictures did no justice to her allure. I just knew. I walk up, sure enough, it was. We start talking. She asked if just got there, but informed her no (keeping the whole “oh crap, wrong coffee shop” thing quiet). I told her I just stopped by Borders to grab a quick book. Oddly enough, she did the exact same thing! But, it was only a magazine. Still. Interesting, same brain waves here … voodoo!
Okay, I, of all people, know you never talk about problems about yourself during a first date, but honestly it was that or hide it based on where the conversation went. I thought once we went there, it was immediately downhill, until she started talking about her own analytic self. I immediately thought …. wow. We both were analyzing ourselves so we didn’t become somebody we didn’t like… However, this is where things did get a little unsure. I started to get a feeling of “ah, but we are who we are” lecture. I quickly try to change the subject, or at least get us out of this. haha.
“Interesting” pieces I did find out: we both have “rocky” relationships with our mothers (mine more than others). We both have an understanding of learning languages. We’re both quite the analytical types. We both are movie buffs. We both like foreign films — but slightly different types (I watch the cartoon, and she watches the classics. lol). We both have a TV for the sole purpose of watching movies. She likes to bike (technically, so do I, too, but off road biking, but I didn’t say it). We’re both Libra.
Anyway … we seem to have a lot in common, or am I just trying to make things seem that way? I don’t know. This is, after all, purely from my perspective.
Okay, so 1.5 hours later, it’s getting late and she needed some time to walk her dog. We walk to our “splitting” point (I went south, she went west). She says “keep in touch.” Is that “just friends” talk for “call me?” I’m confused. I’m sure I’m over analyzing this part. We seem to have a good fair bit in common; I’d like to continue this…
Never the less, I head home, pondering what we can do next. I’m thinking definitely dinner. But it needs to be a non-franchise (not a big one at least) that serves vegetarian dishes and isn’t in uptown. Preferably in Richardson or Plano areas. /ponders. Maybe even a movie … oh wait, that one movie…I need to check it out. I love Simon Pegg.
Okay, Run Fatboy Run is coming out this weekend. It’s a story about a guy and a girl (aren’t they all?). This story, however, has a bit of a “close to home” feel to it, after watching the trailer. The guy is played by Simon Pegg; he’s an unfit guy, vowed to run a marathon to win his girl (back). Okay. I’m unfit, and hadn’t ran in too long. “Normal american” really. But the next part hit really close: the girl is played by Thandie Newton, a black woman who happens to be a runner. Whoa … her hair style even reminds me of my date’s (in a previous photo of hers — ironically, one she’s running in). Okay, I don’t know if you’d call this story ironic to us or not. Either way, it was a bit spooky. And definitely not a good first movie date. Things are too similar to us. haha
Being the analytical guy that I am, I’m definitely analyzing all this. Like I said earlier, it’s things that make you go “hum” … Is there such a thing as fait? Nah, nothing is this too blatant. Besides, this was only the first date. I still need to insure there’s a second one! I’ll give her a call tomorrow…Hell, she knows my website. Maybe she’ll stumble upon this before I can even give her a call? haha. Who knows. Maybe it would make her wonder as well?
Need to schedule a dinner…hopefully Wednesday will work for her. Monday is a bit soon, and I’m busy on Tuesday. Wednesday it’ll have to be!
(my god this turned out to be a long ass post — I’m sure littered with typos, too).
