You say Gelato...

Lots of news today!

I wrote another post for Ecology Ottawa, which may be submitted to Apartment 613, and if you've ever heard of either of those, you are clearly stalking me, and I'd like you to stop.

And I finally went on another pseudo-date with my crush! I just can't quite figure this girl out, which is probably what makes her so damned attractive. That and being an engineer and an avid cyclist. If we were a couple, she would totally be the dude.

We went out for gelado, which apparently is actually spelled "gelato" (something she took great pride in correcting me about). I was seriously in Italy like 3 months ago eating the stuff and she (an engineer!) totally word pwned me. Damn that is hot.

Afterward we went to see Inception, which was a good movie. In spite of this, the story is so layered and complex that keeping track of the whole thing feels like cramming for a test. A test where Leonardo DiCaprio and Jason Gordon Levitt kick ass and take names.

I would ace that class.

Awkard Teenage Phase Round 2

The other day (Canada Day, in fact) I ran into a girl I'd gone on a couple dates with back in high school. We were both too shy and awkward so it didn't really go anywhere.

Skip ahead like eight years.

I thought 'Hey, we're both new to town, let's hang out and be friends.' I even said the word explicitly, friends. She heartily agreed and we've been hanging out a lot this week.

Now comes the interesting part. I think I actually have a crush on this person! When we hang out I get butterflies in my stomach and I feel nervous and I'm just so anxious to see where things go. We seem pretty flirtatious, but it's honestly hard to get a read on the situation. I'm totally lost here! Hence, awkward teenageness.

I haven't had this feeling in a long time. Dates have lately not been an issue, as I am blessed with a totally undeserved level of confidence. Yet here I am feeling sheepish and afraid to look stupid in front of this girl and every time we part I'm eagerly looking forward to seeing her again!

It's like high school all over again.

Next thing you know I'm probably going to sprout a pimple.