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GayDood
2003-03-17 17:24:35 (UTC)

Whoa

Okay, I am going to try my damnest to keep composure upon
writing this entry, but my hands are shaking terribly and
I'm finding myseelf a little short on breath.

AAAUGH! I HAVE A DATE!!!! AAAUGH!

...ahem...now with that out of my system, I am no more
composed. It's in my gut : the butterflies are raging.
There was once a man named Francisco, a Puerto-Rican hair
stylist/model who is a friend of one of the secretaries at
my office.
Since before Christmas, she was trying to set us up, and we
were both eager and looking forward to it. But things
didn't pan out: Nancy couldn't get a baby-sitter for her
daughters, and though Francisco and I both insisted she
give us each other's respective numbers, she insisted she
was going to make things work...she never did, and we gave
up.

Now, it turns out that Nancy is getting her haircut on
Thursday evening...with Francisco!!!

...not only that, but she made an appointment for me too
with him, and he said...yes! (how fortunate that I hate my
hair right now!)

Then he decided he was taking charge of the situation, and
told Nancy I'd better be there.
Afterwards, we are all to go out to dinner.

WHOO-HOO!!! OHMIGOD!!!

I have a date...not a one-on-one, awkward, not-sure-what-to-
talk-about kind of date...but a date, nonetheless!

I REALLY hope I remember how these things work. It's been
so long since I've gotten this excited over a date, I can't
remember how to conduct myself.
IF he ends up being as cute as she says he is, I will
likely make an ass out of myself. It always happens when I
get nervous around men : I'm clumsy, I drop things, I trip
and fall...but I look on this as part of my natural charm.
I hope he's the kind of guy who appreciates little things
like that.

AAAUGH! I HAVE A DATE!!!




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