oh, young love.

2013-6-7So Diana and I were on date night last night at a “local eatery”.  the food was good.  Sitting next to us two booths over was a guy and a gal.  He was interested, she… wasn’t.  When they greeted each other, he went in for the hug, held on way too long, and man, you should of seen the look on both of their faces…  I got to see both of their faces, because HE MADE IT INTO A SPIN HUG.  He had his eyes closed and a smile from ear to ear; he was breathing the moment in deeply, savouring it… she looked like she had just seen a puppy get hit by a car, and as her arms flailed about by her side, and as I tried with all my might to hold pack a snicker, I realized that it’s gotta suck for a girl who just wants to have a normal friendship with a guy; she just wants food with a friend, and he’s putting a downpayment on their first condo.  How many times was I “that guy”?  -shudder-.  Thank goodness for Diana.


Is there any better way to wake up?

The weather is perfect… that point in the fall where you open the window, and the room cools down just enough to make sleeping incredibly comfortable and easy.  Unfortunately, it also makes waking up unreasonably difficult…  Sometimes, that duvet is just so “let me sleep forever” first thing in the morning.  A buddy of mine pulled a fight club and reminded me that, as a guy, it is my duty to not know what a duvet is; but i tell yah, first thing in the morning…  I’d trade quite a bit to stay in that blanket’s embrace!  Oh duvets, you’ve won my sleepy respect, and dare I say… love?

In any case, I know my nyan-cat reference is internet-old, but seriously…  that hyperactive cat was the only thing that snapped me out of my morning grogginess.  That, and three cups of coffee.

…who am i kidding, four.  FRESH PAAAHHHT!