last night a very nice time was had with chris (#9.) we met at kildare's in west chester and i am totally humiliated to say i did an absolutely tragic job in the way of trivia. he was much better suited to answer questions, but even still we got maybe half of the answers correct. we sat at one of those small/tall tables near the bar and were strangely fortunate that the drunks nearby were quick to shout out there surprisingly not-wrong answers. i felt so ashamed. when presented with a map, i think the only country i could positively identify was bolivia because i used to sponsor a little girl there.
at around midnight when the drink specials were up and there was room to approach, he closed out his tab and walked to me to my car. i ended up dropping him off at his house. i was a little uneasy about the conditions of the back streets in west chester. it was nice to finally have a date with someone who didn't require travel across great stretches of road and gallons upon gallons of gasoline. he was very local and also had off for the week. because we both grew up in the area we had more talking points which was helpful because i (and i may be entirely wrong here, but i'll say it anyway) didn't see him as the kind of guy who would approach me under normal circumstances. but i guess in this case, circumstances were pretty normal and maybe i just need to grow up and realize that there is the potential for people to have more varied interests than for which i might initially give them credit. maybe my quirky personality isn't as off-the-wall as i had initially thought.
i don't want to call chris normal because one might confuse that term with ordinary and in no way do i mean that. he's pretty awesome: he runs marathons, plays a whole bunch of instruments and knew more answers than i did during quizzo. he seems to have his act together and is a decent guy, to say the least.
why am i always having to second guess people?
and somehow on this night i was left second guessing myself.
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