date with J
I had a date with J last night. We went to dinner, had a great conversation, and shared a dessert. After dinner, at J's suggestion, we shopped at H&M, Banana Republic, and the Gap. I bought a sweater and he bought a sweater and some waffle knit shirts at the Gap. It was a fun evening, and the more I get to know him, the more I like him. J is always so upbeat, friendly, and kind. It would be great to have a romantic relationship with him. I'm attracted to his personality and I'm attracted to him physically. He's so handsome!
Unfortunately, the evening didn't end in a blaze of torrid passion, but I had a great time regardless. So much so that I sent him a message with the following:
"So picking up on our 'Sex and the City' discussion, I’m trying to decide if I think you’re a Samantha. On the one hand, you are because you’re fun, bubbly, gregarious, and outgoing. On the other hand, if you were *really* a Samantha, you would have invited me up to your apartment for some making out tonight. And I would have gladly accepted the invitation! The Miranda in me wants to make a move to kiss you, but worries about rejection…"
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