i had a date at formosa last night. I thought it was going well, he was very cute, very me! which i was finally glad about. his emails were funny (well, mine were funnier, but still) and so it was going well, but at the end of the date i dont thinkhe liked me.

first off we split the bill. not that i expected him to pay for all of it, but it wasjust happy hour appetizers and drinks! helloooo.

then he didn't walk me to my car. in hollywood, not hte most safe neighborhood. and he's from the south so he should know better they're gentlemen for fuck sake.

also he was like "we shoudl do this again" and i didn't believe him and i'm not sure i wanted to do it again so i said "yeah definatelly" very fake enthusiatically.

but i think he may have been having fun then got a vibe off me that i wasn't having fun so then he didn't have fun. Dating is such a fucking mine field.