The date

He was, just as cute as his pictures, has lovely eyes and captivating dimples. (are men supposed to have captivating anything??)

I had a really nice time.

I was very nervous and at one point went ahead and sat on my hands so that they would stop waving about. Actually, I did this several times. The first time I did it, I found food under my leg.

He seemed really interested in the things I like to do, which I glazed over a bit because I am convinced that other people don't find them as interesting as I do.

Did I mention that I was really nerrvous? And that I am all wound up? Thats bad because I am tired too.

We went out for dessert and I couldn't fit between the table and chair. That was a little embarassing, but since I know it isn't a fat issue, but a cramped desserterie issue, I was able to laugh it off.

I'm glad I didn't eat more, I'm really full.

He said he had a good time. I don't know what happens next. I'm really not very good at this dating thing. I don't know what to do with myself.

Nothing more to report.