So recently, and by recently, I mean the last month and a half, I met this really awesome girl. Pizza factory girl. I think I made a post about her a month or so back.
Anyway, I asked her out. We went to dinner, then she suggested to go to a movie. Had some japanese food, it was good.
Then we went Ice skating. It was cool, she can’t ice skate very well, but luckily, my parents forced me to do figure skating when I was young and I’ve always just been good at it since then. I had fun trying to keep her from falling and taught her how to stop and just generally looked cool. Take note, that doesn’t happen very often so I enjoyed it.
Over the course of the next few weeks, we went on a lunch dates and just hung out and had fun.
We finally have “the talk.” You know the one where we figure out where we are in a relationship. She drops the “I really like you, you’re like the best guy I’ve ever met. You’re funny and good to me and have a great personality.” and the proverbial, “But…”
It turns out her Dad has Lou Gehrig’s disease and her stepmom has some nuerological disease and she’s moving back home to spend whatever time she can with them before they pass. Which is apparently going to be before the year goes out.
So, fast forward to today. We’re “dating” in the sense that we go on dates and hang out and whatever. But not “officially” together or whatever the fuck that means. She’s pretty awesome, probably one of the coolest girls I’ve ever met. She and I like the same things and laugh at all the same stupid things.
So God apparently doesn’t want me having a good and meaningful relationship so he decides to kill two people just to prevent me from it.
Amazing. Just amazing.
Here’s a pic:
She’s in the middle. Her TWIN sister is on the right. I don’t know who the black haired broad is.
So right now, I guess we’re just two people who met, no more and no less. I’m having a great time being around her and being affectionate. Good times for all, I guess. Hooray for life!
