ON THE FIRST DATE OF SCHMIDTZMAS...

I AM ALIVE. DATE ONE WAS NOT A SERIAL KILLER.
thanks to all of you (friends AND strangers!!?!!?!!) who wrote to check in on me! i was really flattered and impressed by your collective concern!

after date one i feel as though this project was definitely a good idea.

embarrassing fact: i was SO NERVOUS leading up the the date that i lost my keys. i basically ran around a pizza place at 39th and spruce like a crazy lady because i thought i'd left them there. (yes, before the first time meeting my first date i ate of the month pizza--with extra garlic. i'm not sure if i was trying to sabotage myself or not, but i have this habit of eating garlic or onions right beforehand. i'll also not shave my legs, if you want to know the truth. usually though, those nights are the best ones. maybe it's because i let my guard down or something.) at this point i'm running in a panic towards my car because i know i'm a scatterbrained girl quite often and just as i approach i see a family standing nearby. i totally did it: i left they keys to my car in the door. the family was just about to call the police when i showed up. of course my car was still there. that's the kind of good luck i have.

last night i had the pleasure of meeting jack for coffee/tea in west philly. we got along just swimmingly and i immediately realized my worries were entirely unnecessary. following our short hour-long hang out i made him join me for a musical improv workshop. on our walk over i was pretty embarrassed by the girls walking down the street next to us. he's new to the city and they reflected poorly. "...and these jews...they were actually nice."

that's what this moron said--she just said it, opened her mouth and let it out like she was commenting on the weather. totally casual. totally inappropriate. it's a shame they shared the sidewalk, but it was a huge relief to see him ignore it and later just shake his head and laugh. i expected nothing less from such a great guy, but still, there was that brief moment of tension where i was all oh-my-god-i-hope-he-is-a-passive-fellow-etc. big sigh of relief and +5 for his composure!

i've done improv before and knew a lot of people there so of course i was comfortable. but he was a really good sport and i was impressed at his willingness to go along with everything. after improv we went to dinner with a big group of people and he seemed to fit right in. it's funny that considering how important it is that a guy get along with your friends, you usually you don't introduce them until later. he picked up the check which was a totally sweet move. he also opened all the doors, everything you like to see. clearly a product of good parenting.

we talked about music and bands and upcoming shows and stuff...i'm hoping to see him again and he expressed the same! i honestly wasn't expecting things to go this well.


totally awesome!!