Friday
It’s Friday, the sun’s gone in, it feels like fall’s just round the corner and I have a might-be-a-date. Out of all those things, only one of them I could have predicted. And generally? As a rule? It’s not hard to predict Fridays. they come round with surprising regularity.
Leija. I’m sure that’s how she spelt it. I think. I’m meeting her for lunch. And I feel like I should have asked her for a proper date – like the movies or… Isaac does things properly – hell, he was going to take that girl to dinner. Somewhere nice. And what do I do? Lunch 0 which doesn’t necessarily even qualify as date territory.
But then again, I don’t think I’ve ever asked out a girl I’ve only met once. Usually… Actually, usually it’s more the case that either Isaac tells me someone’s interested, or they make it blatant themselves. But she’s nice and easy enough to talk to. Even if she makes me a little nervous at times. But that was good-nervous. I think. I don’t know what else to say about her. I don’t really know the girl.
God, what if we don’t have anything in common? What if it’s awful and awkward, like that blind date Isaac made me go on that time? Why does he do this? Why is he so damn keen to put himself through this? Taking out a girl when you hardly know them?
But, I guess I’ll give it a try. And if it doesn’t work, then I’ll know. And I’ll just go back to doing it my way.
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