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2001-09-03 | 1:02 p.m.

when corduroy licorice went to restaurants and the hostess asked, "do you have reservations?" he'd always answer, "no, i've heard good things about this place. i'm sure i'll like the food just fine."

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can you believe it?

i think i may be starting to fall for online dating boy!

after all the whining and dissing i've been dishing!

ok, yes. i feel that hormones and pheromones may be driving my decision. but what's a girl to do?

i was thinking to myself "am i pursuing this just because i'm lonely?" and that's not it. i'm not lonely at all. i have lots of friends who fill my life with good things. it's not lonely, it's longing.

longing.

mmhmm...that's it.

so online dating boy and i spent saturday DAY together. he dropped me off right before sunset so that he could retire to his reverse vampire coffin. we had a really fun day. we saw an anime movie "blood: the last vampire" (which had some impressive animation work), we went to a kitschy store full of tiki stuff and toys with an art gallery in the back...and then we went to a comic book store full of more fun stuff.

he was fun to be around. we wandered separately in the stores, but always wandered back to show each other something. he dropped me off with some nice kisses...the usual. no butt grab. darn! but there was talk of getting together later that night. we weren't tired of each other yet. good sign.

it ended up we were too tired to rendezvous again that night, but we did have a dinner on sunday. that was nice, too. the conversation is pretty smooth. the humor is there. the chemistry is there. the easy-going comfort is there. hmmm...so there you have it.

maybe it was the wine over dinner that fueled our goodbye kissage, but we definitely made the most out of the romantic stage of my driveway. to my neighbors i say: "pardon my french kissing!"

he walked me to my door and his heart was beating super-fast. either he's really out of shape and that flight of stairs zapped him, or he was thinking that maybe i'd invite him in.

but not yet! too soon! must enjoy each stage!

so twice during our kissing saga, he says, "we should have a video night one night, that'd be fun." yeah, twice. haha! like i don' t know what "video night" meets.

chickabom chickabombom.

*cue porno soundtrack*

blockbuster's new slogan: make it a heavy petting night.

i'm down with that. couch time is in order. as discussed here many moons ago, the couch serves as a launching pad for many good things.

chickabom chickabombom.

talk about going home happy. owoooo!

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