He doesnt get off of work until 5:30, so I jumped on the train and went down one stop to meet him. Oh, and when he turned the corner. Yum! He such the mod Beatleboy: Sorta tighter black jeans, black silk shirt, black tie, and black velvet suit jacket. Mod shoes. Mod black hair. Oh and those blue eyes.
And here I am: windblown hair, black hoodie, jeans. We kissed ont he cheek and went treking off in search of food. To make a long story short, we ended up at this place called Koyote on 47th street. The outside of the building was red, warm and inviting. We got to talking and I thought we were going to miss the show. An hour and half blew by in 5 minutes. He told me a lot of stories about college and so many that I had ot ask when he graduated. 1997. With a birthday on Sept 11 that makes him what....26? Funny I know all this stuff about him but I have forgotten his last name and I dont know his age. I do know this is his first time living outside of Texas (hes from Austin). Been here since May.Anyway, we run to the show (The Full Monty) and make it there right on time. (It must have started late). I must say its an interesting first date to go watch half naked (And then fully naked) men dance and sing on stage. Toward the end of the first act, I had to do it. I slipped my arm under his. There was no way I could not avoid wrapping myself around that velvety arm. He touched my hand and I Was happy. Basically we sorta stayed liek that during the second act as well. He was a complete gent the whole night, which I really appreciated. We headed home right after the show,since it was 11:30 and we both had to work today. I had this feeling like I was going ot run into someone I knew. All of a sudden, from out of the crowd on the A train, some guy comes up and kisses me on the cheek....WIL!!! Wil says "I saw this hottie over here (Lance) and I knew that i recognized him...and then you were here (me) and here we are!" Randomness ont he A train. Wil was comingback from Scotts. HE left us at West 4th street.
Well, it was one stop before mine and there was that extreme deparing fromt he date tension. Subways are not a good place for this though, since you have to run off. So when the train slowed, we looked at each other very hard. The doors opened. I thought about dragging him out with me, and then i slapped my brain with a mature hand. We pecked each other on the lips and I ran out. "See you on Friday!" The doors closed. The train pulled away.
We are going to the Sparklehorse show in Williamsburg on Friday. How am I going to get through these next 2 days? Agony!!