In less than two weeks, I’ll be on the road to move out west. A couple days ago, on a whim, I decided to go on a date with this chick I met. I was wary, because months ago I broke up with my long-time girlfriend and all dates I’d gone on since were slightly miserable. Whether it was because the girl was boring, or kind of dumb, or just liked Glee a little too much (which I guess is technically a combination of those first two things), it was never a really great time. And I’m irrationally picky about girls. I was also wary of it because I’m moving in less than two weeks, so what’s the point.
I did anyway, to get out of the house, and it turned out to be rather incredible. She was smart, beautiful, and delightful, and we spent hours talking about music and tv we love, and people and things we hate. Then we fooled around in my car like we were in high school. We decided to not get together again, because it would suck more when I left and I don’t have the time holy shit I’m moving so fucking soon you guys. I will never see this amazing girl ever again, and I guess I’m okay with that.
I don’t know if I had a point to this. Seize the day or some shit.