I can hardly contain my joy

So I had another date Tuesday night with the same guy as Saturday night, Larry.  He is a very nice guy.  Almost too nice and sweet.  You know how things can be too sweet that they hurt your teeth?  That's almost how he is.  Anyway, he came and picked me up and met one of my roommates.  They conversed about a couple things that they had in common and I certainly did not.  After we left we said to me "I like  your roommate.  She seems like a lot of fun."  And of course I had to agree.  She is fun.  I really enjoy having her as a roommate.  But come on!!!  Did he have to tell ME that on our second date?!  Seriously.  Then we went to the Gateway and got ice cream and walked around (which, uniquely enough, is exactly what we did on our last date).  I kept trying to think of things to say the entire time.  He's so nice and I'm usually very talkative, but I couldn't think of a thing to say or a single question to ask.  However, the awkward moment of the night came when we were leaving and Larry saw a homeless man begging and offered to take him somewhere to get food.  Thankfully Homeless Man decline stating that he wasn't allowed in the Gateway Mall.  This isn't a joke.  Apparently Homeless Man knew more about dating etiquette then Larry.   

The Can Opener

I went over to my friend's apartment complex yesterday and went swimming in her pool.  It was so much fun.  I love playing in the water.  Zeke came too.  After a couple hours of playing around, our friends went inside and started getting things ready for the BBQ we were having later and Zeke and I stayed in the pool together for another hour and a half.  We played games like we did when we were kids.  I miss being a kid.  I wish we were both still kids.  Life was so much easier then.  Well, I guess simpler is a better word for it.  

So I decided that when I'm old and married and have kids and stuff, I want to have a house with a pool.  That's going to be a priority.  And I also want to have a garden.  Hopefully be the time I'm old and stuff I'll have enough desire to want to garden.  I also wonder how old I'll be when I'm old...

Surrounded by Cats

I'm experiencing a bout of insomnia at this time.  It is a bit annoying.  I have to be at work tomorrow morning at 8am and it is currently 1:30 and I'm still wide awake and going.  I am obviously bored, so I decided to bake some peanut butter cookies.  I tried using a new recipe but didn't realized until after I'd made the dough that it has to sit for 3 hours in the refrigerator before baking.  dumb.  

I went on a date Saturday night.  It was actually a somewhat positive experience.  And when I say a date was a positive experience I simply mean that it will not go down in the annals of human history as a top ten worst date of all time or it will also just simply not grace the pages of the book of bad dates that I'm going to write one day.  I will then live with my 5 cats in a small apartment off the royalties of said book.  My parent's worry that I have no directions, but it's clear to see by my previous statement, that I do have direction and plans and goals for life.  Goal #1: Write book.  #2 Make money from said book.  #3 live off of book royalties with lots of cats surrounding me.  How's that for direction MOM!!!!