Quoteth teh Monty Python.

Anyhow, I had a date last night, and it actually went pretty well. Kind of uneventful, but still well.

We went and had coffee and talked for about an hour and a half. I took her to this place called World's Best Coffee over Starbucks because it has better atmosphere. There are cool paintings and couches and comfy chairs and the such.

Anyhow, we got there, and there were NO empty seats. I said, "So... do you want to... sit on the floor?" She said sure, so we sat in front of the fireplace, which was nice.

I dropped her off early because she fighting off the remains of a cold and had class early the next morning. That was kind of dissapointing, but when I walked her to her door, she said she hoped she would be feeling better soon and that we should do something again next week.

Woot!

What is it they say about silence being golden?