Adrenaline Spike

[rinue]

Okay, so I just asked somebody out in a totally non-suave but nonetheless gutzy maneouver. Mostly, I think he was terrified, but he did say yes -- which damnit means I have to come up with something to do on Saturday evening.

"But Romie," you are saying, accompanied by an accusatory finger poke, "you don't date," and in pointing that out you leap to the crux of the matter. I hate dating. I hate dating almost as much as I hate shopping malls, and that's saying something. I don't like doing date things, and I don't like the awkwardness of suddenly and forcibly getting to know someone without the safety net of a group of friends. It's stupid pressure and roleplaying, and damnit.

But there was nothing for it; there's no way in hell we'd run into each other casually since we're 20 miles and 3 years apart and our one mutual compadre is in England for the next month. So it looks like 7 o'clock Saturday night.

Damnit.

Suggestions?

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[mertvie-tsveti.livejournal.com]

on our first date, my ex-bf and I went ice skating. It was pretty fun, but I don't know if you have any skating rinks near you or if you even know how to skate. But that's just my suggestion:-)