December 26, 2010
We're on our way to his place, probably too soon given that this is just our second "date", but we've been talking, writing, chatting, and texting so much that it feels like more, so I figure hey, why the hell not. I've already eaten, but he's hungry and asks if I mind stopping somewhere for a bite; of course I don't. To my dismay, though, he pulls into the Houlihan's parking lot. I realize this is the suburbs, but still, isn't there a better option? "Hey, I don't have to impress you," he says. Jokingly. I think. Too soon? Yeeeeup!