Date 9

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REGULARS! IF YOU SEE ME OUT WITH A MALE COMPANION, PLEASE DO NOT MENTION HOW MUCH YOU LOVE THE BLOG. IF MY EYES BUG OUT AFTER YOU COMPLIMENT ME, PLEASE STOP TALKING AND CHANGE SUBJECT ASAP.

Tall picked me up and we drove to a quaint part of town to have sushi. He had ordered some absinthe via the Internet, and it had arrived, so we took a shot before we ate. (Strip clubs and absinthe - Tall is a fun guy any way you slice it.)

We then took a cab to to the Greek Theater and remarkably showed up just as the show started. We made our way down to the pit, saw some friends of mine, and swayed to the music.

When the show ended, we talked to my friends, whom I had not seen in quite some time. OK, yes I was flattered that they like the blog, but this is where the PSA from above comes into play. Tall now knows I do a blog, but doesn't know what it's about. I keep changing the subject, and it has worked thus far.

I like Tall, but I have to be honest with myself and you guys. Tall and I live opposite schedules, which can work over the summer. Once school starts, I will be in bed by 11, at the latest, and up by 7. Everyday. Period. Those are the facts. I've dated his kind before, and it always ends when school starts. Not even love can beat a good night's sleep.