it was the gay night. obvi. so i was there. loud and proud. hit it off with (as we now will aptly refer to him) hirshhorn. end up hanging out with him and mutual friends the next day too. sposed to see a movie but the AC was out at Chinatown Regal so we all got gelato and went to the portrait gallery and saw the norm rockwell exhibit (which is faboosh b t dubbs).
so after some text messaging and facebooking (along with exact replicas with roomie of scenes from he's just not that in to you, exacerbated by no cell reception at our apt due to crazy DC storms Sunday) we decided to meet up last night (altho not a full date...a, not ready for a full date but lets definitely hang out...whatever that means).
so i go in to it just happy to hang out (honestly). he seems really fun. he's 34. owns his own place. lives in the land of peace corps volunteers (mt pleasant). works at umd. confident enough in himself to admit to geeking out (as in stayed in saturday night to have a raid with others on world of warcraft...stop judging, i thought it was weirdly attractive). and yeah, he's funny.
so meet him in cohi after spin class at the gym. we're both hungry. he suggests the heights. they have allagash white on tap. im game. we go. get a booth. break bread (literally mwahaha). drink some wine (him) and allagash (me). then he asks, so wait, how do you fit in to this group?
AWKWARD.
then i say i know one of his best friends, met him right after i moved here.
hirshhorn: how?
me: online
hirshhorn: like, what online?
me: ummm
hirshhorn: [quizzical look]
me: we might have hooked up
now keep in mind. this friend. might be partnered with his other best friend. they've all been friends for like 16 years. since frosh year of college. clearly they have an open relationship. but JESUS. i wasnt quick enough on my feet to cover that shit up. so then its all "well, now we see each other like every 2 weeks, we have lunch all the time, i see him socially, he's just been a really good friend to me...blah blah"
SO BAD.
but, that was the beginning of the night. like before 9pm. and i met him at 830.
dinner ends. he suggests froyo. so we get fro.zen.yo and then sit out at the park at 14th/kenyon. talked until 11:30. it was great. no awkwardness. conversation flowed. lots of eye contact. smiling (and smiling with the eyes too, tyra would be so proud).
time to leave so i can catch last metro. hug (tight cheeks touching...no kiss, but we are cohi metro stop...not exactly a gay haven and/or approps place to kiss if we were to).
hirshhorn: i had a really good time, we definitely need to do it again, i wish you were going tubing with us saturday
me: aw i know, me too
(clearly not bathing suit ready to go tubing on a second hang out...no ma'am)
then chatted for another minute (after the goodbye) with awkward sexual tension eye stares.
so. hopefully there shall be a repeat of this one. and by hopefully i mean yes. there will be.
and ive decided im going to end each post with a tagline. my tagline will be something related to music as that's one of my biggest passions.
sia - clap your hands.
because (not that i have sadness in my life) but this relates to awakening my dating life for something more. plus, ummm, sia is just amazing and i love this song.
