Last night's date went nicely, we grabbed some Chinese food and watched Greg London's Icons show. It was... Interesting. He nailed some and not so much some. His Louis Armstrong was on the nail and the backup singers were talented (if not a little too skinny, but they translated well on stage) I laughed out loud, which is rare during a show for me and enjoyed the unhindered antics of my date who was not at all afraid to sing and dance around. The other patrons also had a wonderful time and the people watching opportunities were many. All in all, a great experience. At one point I realized that Greg gets to do what he loves, and that he enjoys his work is obvious. This made the show even better.
The date ended with a hug on my doorstep.
I'm not entirely sure why I think that one man will behave any different from any other, but despite a few text messages I haven't heard much from him today. I left the ball in his court; I don't know when I will see him again but I would like to.
In the meantime, I am doing the usual. At one point today I gave my phone to Wifey so I would stop checking it. I'm keeping myself busy this evening and will likely go to bed early as I am tired despite a two hour nap this afternoon.
I hate dating.
3 comments:
Well, even if he doesn't get back to you in a timely fashion - it sounds like it was a nice night out.
He didn't get my messages and was quite disappointed to have missed an opportunity to spend more time last night. We are coordinating schedules for date two.
WOOT!
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