antiprincess

I have a date for Valentine's Day! Yay! I'll be seeing the new boy again, he's coming to my house, and I'll be ditching a little bit of school to be with him, but it's all about priorities in life. I'm really excited he's coming over.

Although I admit that it'll be hard pressed to top last Valentine's Day, when Koleeta and I spent the day down at our (San Francisco's) City Hall and passed out cupcakes to the gay and lesbian couples who got married. It was an awesome experience, and as a bonus, we got our names in the Washington freakin' Post.

I had another blind date last night, with this dude I had kind of agreed to meet with before I met the new boy. Dude was fucking crazy. Over drinks (before he had even finished a beer, mind you) he started spouting all these crazy conspiracy theories, such as this resort in Northern California where America's leaders get together to worship an ancient owl god. It wasn't so much the conspiracy theories that bothered me as much as the fact that he didn't really seem to realize they were crazy and not appropriate first date conversation material. I escaped as soon as I could think of a semi-valid reason to leave, and he took a breath so I could get a word in. Now I completely understand why people have those emergency outs for blind dates. Eek.