So last night i finally went out with Cara. We had talked a little bit online and finally set a time and place. I wake up yesterday and look at myself in the mirror. It is time for a haircut. If not for her, for the everyone else who has to look at me.
Normally i would really really advise against getting a haricut before a date. Like i rolled the dice and i crapped out. It sucks getting your haircut when you wear glasses because you don’t know you’ve driven off the cliff into it’s too late.
I kept hearing Bill Hicks saying “yeah ive had bad times on drugs, shit, look at this haircut”. Afterwards i decided i needed a drink. I wandered around the quarter drinking and eating and finally walked home. I need to move closer to things.
Anyway, i come and take a nap. I set a alarm so that i’ll have plenty of time to wake up, shower, call a cab and probably beat her there. You can see where this is going.
I wake up, throw clothes on, apoligize over and over via texting and phone calls and get there way late. Now i’m a pretty good judge of people, like you can show me a picture and a paragraph of someone and i can tell instantly if they are going to feel me at all.
The conversation spans, everything, as most 1st dates do. I remember talking about how i was telling people at work i’ve met god before. Thats another thing i can’t talk about on 1st dates either, mushrooms. After a pitcher of margaritas and a to go cup for myself, she agrees to “watch me have another drink”.
We head to a crowded bar and sat and talked. I talked her into another drink and i had several.Â I walk her to her car and we talk.Â I’m sure i made her uncomfortable with my stares.Â I really forgot what it’s like to talk to someone.
About midnight she decides it’s time to leave. I walk her to her car and we talk. I’ll wonder for a long time if i should have tried to kiss her but it’s a first date. I don’t have that kind of confidence. I’m a terrible person. She says she wants to go sing karaoke next time we go out. Someone once told me that a girl is going to know if she is going to sleep with you the minute she sees you.
That better be true if i start singing on 2nd dates.
I go inside, order a shot and another beer, got a cab and go up to another bar. Drink, drink, drink. Walk home with more beer.