Bold.

I've always refrained from eating pork loin. Mainly because I wasn't sure what part of the pig is the loin. I mean, I know where mine is, because I have such strong urges from there. But yesterday, I learned that pork loin is really not akin to loin.

So last night, I went on a dinner date. My plan to ask out a random dude at the Hvd Bookstore didn't quite work out as I planned. It started off fine, because there are always hot guys there, so many prospects to choose from. I saw a well-dressed early 30's looking guy who was browsing the medical history section. I started to think about what I was doing, but then I realized I would talk myself out of it if I analyzed it anymore. So I just went up to him. Boldly.

Me: "Hi."
Him: [looks behind him, and then to his left, and then to his right]
Me: "HI."
Him: "Hi?"
Me: "So I'm just going to ask you this. Would you like to get a drink later tonight?"
Him: "Uh...This is a joke, right?"
Me: "You can say no if I repulse you. But this is not a joke."
Him: "All right, who put you up to this? Miller? Is Miller around here?"
Me: "Never mind. Okay then. Have a nice day." [I walk away hurriedly before he sees any more of my humiliation]

So I'm walking out of the bookstore and seriously cursing myself and someone says, "Excuse me" and it's him.
Me: "Oh Christ, it's you. Look, sorry I bothered you. You don't have to worry, I'll leave you alone."
Him: "I am SO sorry. Oh my god, I thought one of my friends was playing a joke on me. It's just that beautiful women don't approach me often."
Me: [I blush furiously]
Him: "Yeah, one of my buddies is a big jokester, and he's always doing stuff to embarass me all the time. Anyway, I sincerely apologize and I am such an idiot."
Me: [now smiling, because I have reeled him in]

This was in the middle of the afternoon, not even 4 pm. We went to a local bar to get a drink and we talked for a while. He's a med student(score!) and he was very funny and charming. So drinks turned into dinner(where he had pork loin and I had a salad, and learned what part of the pig was the loin) and then it got to be around 10pm. I invited him over to my place to "watch a movie" and --how cute is this-- he was like, "Oh, okay. Where's the nearest Blockbuster?" HAHAHA. Who the fuck actually thinks an invitation to see a movie at a girl's place is really an invitation to see a movie? I found this oddly endearing. Anyway, we got our damn movie and he came back to my place and... he didn't lay a finger on me. He didn't even try anything and promptly left after the end credits were over. I was like, what is wrong with him? What is wrong with me? Did I have bad breath? Was he turned off by my humongous calves?

Then I got this text from him an hour after he left: "Had an excellent time with u. When can I c you again?"

So by default, my celibacy streak continues. It's like I can't give this shit away anymore!