He emailed me the day after our first date, just to say that he enjoyed meeting me and would like to get together again sometime soon. I agreed and we email-chatted back and forth and set up a second date for this past Wednesday.
Date 2 with The Astrophysicist
The Setting: A coffee shop, followed by a funk band at a venue across the street.
I texted him when I got off work and we agreed to meet at 7:30 at the coffee shop. While I was driving over, he called to say that he had already gotten there, and it closed at 7 during the week. WTF? So we changed plans slightly to meet at a nearby bakery that is 24 hours. We met and both got a coffee and I got a salted caramel brownie (yum) and sat down at a table to chat for awhile. We got into a little deeper conversation than our first date- religious beliefs (he's an atheist, I'm agnostic), plans for school/career, family, more nerdiness. A couple of coffee refills later, he checks the time to see when we need to leave for the show. It's 10:36. The show started at 10:30. Had it really been 3 hours already?
So we weigh our options: Going back down the street to see the band, which both of us agreed sounded fun but neither of us had ever heard this band before. Or, I brought up the suggestion of watching a movie I told him about that he hadn't seen (The Aristocrats.) We decide on the latter. I had kind of hoped to go to his house, because my roommate was home and I DEFINITELY had not planned on company and had not cleaned at all. But I own the movie, and neither of us knew where any rental places were near his apartment, so off to my house we go around 11. (I texted my roommate on the way to give him the heads up, luckily he was already in bed.)
So we watched the movie. And drank a little- not much, only a little. And watched a couple of videos on YouTube. And talked. And talked. And talked. You guys, he did not leave until 4 in the morning. And it didn't even feel like 4 in the morning. And we kissed when I walked him out to his car, and then he texted me when he got home to tell me goodnight. =)
Date 2: Mega Success!
Date 3 with The Astrophysicist
The Setting: A (different) coffee shop, an art museum downtown, burritos for lunch
Astrophysicist texted me Thursday night to ask if I wanted to hang out Friday. I didn't work until 6, so we had the whole day. He suggested an art museum, and I agreed, so he said he would call me when he woke up the next day and we would go from there.
He called around 10 am, and we planned for him to come pick me up and go to a coffee shop near me to wake up with some caffeine. We hung out in the coffee shop for about an hour, then headed back to my house so we could park and take the train uptown. It was freakin' freezing, Mr. Bigglesworth, and we hugged for warmth while we waited 7 minutes on the train. Then we walked a freezing 3 blocks to the museum.
The museum. Was so. Much. Fun. By this time, we were so strangely comfortable around each other. I really felt like I had been on way more than 3 dates with him. We spent an equal amount of time admiring and discussing the art seriously, and making ridiculous jokes and giggling like 12-year-olds. A moment that still makes me laugh is when I was standing looking at a painting, and he came up behind me and said in my ear, "It looks like a spork." And it did. And then I tried to hold in my laughter so they wouldn't throw us out.
We stayed at the museum for a good 2-3 hours, and then decided we were starving. So we took the train back to my neighborhood and went to a nearby burrito restaurant. We did not get burritos, but quesadillas, and chatted about the museum while we ate. We then took the short walk back to my house, and just kind of... hung out. Lounged on the couch and talked and did nothing.
Date 3: =)
Date 3.5 with The Astrophysicist
The Setting: His house
After work on the same day as the museum, I had only been home about 20 minutes when he texted me and asked me if I wanted him to come pick me up too, so I wouldn't have to walk home from the train in the cold. =) I said I was already home, but asked what he was doing then. He was just hanging out at home reading blogs. I asked if he wanted some company, and he said sure, so I went over there.
Our evening pretty much consisted of reading
ThisIsWhyYou'reFat.com, showing each other funny YouTube videos, and drinking hard cider. We did spend a good amount of time making out as well, but decided to take things slow, so nothing past First Base. Before we knew it, it was almost 3 in the morning. He asked if I was tired, and gentlemanly offered me the couch, but also said I could join him if I wanted. I joined him and we went to sleep. Fully clothed, no hanky-panky, just spooning.
Date 3.5: I'm A Little Giddy
So, in conclusion, I may have to drop out of the Ten Dates Challenge, because while we have not formally discussed any kind of relationship or commitment, I am smitten and do not want to date anyone else at this time. He starts the new semester at school tomorrow, and my time with him will significantly drop off, but I am not interested in dates with other people, and I'm not sure it's in the spirit of the Ten Dates Challenge and this blog to continually gush about the boy I found.