Looks like 2016 is getting off to a good start. I have a date. And not just any date, mind you. It's a date with someone I've known for a minute.
This guy is actually the friend of a couple of friends, and I met him at my homegirl's house. I never thought he'd be interested in me -- especially since he met me during my summer of tears, also known as the summer of 2015. Heck, I didn't think I registered with him.
That is, until he reached out to me. I spent almost two months in California, and he hit me up on Facebook. I can't lie -- I was kinda surprised. Even though we've always been cool, I never thought he liked me. In fact, the chick he went to elementary school had been trying to fix him up with my neighbor. We made plans for him to buy me drinks at my birthday party in New York.
Sadly, the party didn't happen. But you know me -- I reached out to him and said, "Say, the party didn't happen, but you still owe me drinks." He agreed, and we made plans to have drinks one evening. Since I wasn't really sure what kind of affair it was, I wore jeans and my Dallas shirt KNOWING that's he's a diehard Giants fan.
He picked out a cute little wine bar in Washington Heights. For a change, I got there early and waited for him. When he got there, he was the perfect gentleman. We laughed, talked, drank, and had a really good time. Since he had another engagement afterward, we ended the evening and went on our way.
Fast forward to the weekend. We both found ourselves at the same party -- which happens because we know the same people -- and he was like, "So when are we hanging out again?" We ended up making plans for dinner.
And that's where I am now. After over a week of texting and phone calls, I'm really excited to see what can happen now that I'm free from New Boo.
Speaking of which, I ran into his best friend at that same party. He looked at me with a perplexed look and said, "You look good." I thanked him, and he added, "You look happy."
That's the whole point...
This guy is actually the friend of a couple of friends, and I met him at my homegirl's house. I never thought he'd be interested in me -- especially since he met me during my summer of tears, also known as the summer of 2015. Heck, I didn't think I registered with him.
That is, until he reached out to me. I spent almost two months in California, and he hit me up on Facebook. I can't lie -- I was kinda surprised. Even though we've always been cool, I never thought he liked me. In fact, the chick he went to elementary school had been trying to fix him up with my neighbor. We made plans for him to buy me drinks at my birthday party in New York.
Sadly, the party didn't happen. But you know me -- I reached out to him and said, "Say, the party didn't happen, but you still owe me drinks." He agreed, and we made plans to have drinks one evening. Since I wasn't really sure what kind of affair it was, I wore jeans and my Dallas shirt KNOWING that's he's a diehard Giants fan.
He picked out a cute little wine bar in Washington Heights. For a change, I got there early and waited for him. When he got there, he was the perfect gentleman. We laughed, talked, drank, and had a really good time. Since he had another engagement afterward, we ended the evening and went on our way.
Fast forward to the weekend. We both found ourselves at the same party -- which happens because we know the same people -- and he was like, "So when are we hanging out again?" We ended up making plans for dinner.
And that's where I am now. After over a week of texting and phone calls, I'm really excited to see what can happen now that I'm free from New Boo.
Speaking of which, I ran into his best friend at that same party. He looked at me with a perplexed look and said, "You look good." I thanked him, and he added, "You look happy."
That's the whole point...
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