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Hooray for follow through!
(or a morality tale of the dangers of peer pressure)

(and man weddings can be great)
big house. Nice home grown ceremony where the bridge and groom wrote their own vows. Tons of good food. One particularly cute caterer girl was going out of her way to bring us stuff.

Mat - You better get a phone number
Becky -Totally she's into you
Nathanial - yup
Susan - Just go ask her to dinner. girls like that confidence
Caitlyn - so are you going to ask her?
Travis - you need a pen ? for a phone number? is it the caterer girl?

So every body's feeling a vibe! (no pressure or anything BB...)

more time passed.
and more time passed.
and more time passed.

What is this?! How come when it actually counts, I get nervous? Pre-phone number discussion, chat chat chat...

come close to closing, I finally catch her semi-alone

So I was hoping to ask you to dinner.
My fiance might get jealous.
She's standing right there.

Egg on my face!
Boy did everybody interpret those preceding events all WRONG!
I apologized as gracefully as I could and after taking my foot out of my mouth sheeped back to the crowd.

Was a good time, and I asked her to dinner, hung with good friends, drank lots of cava and Finnish vodka, came home to an empty bottle of Tequila at the computer desk.