But my date from Friday night went amazingly well. I’ve barely stopped thinking about her since. I made her laugh (yay mocking religion and self-deprecation!) and I felt generally really comfortable around her.
I think she really likes me too - she said most of her dates don’t last as long as ours did: we had a coffee, got a quick dinner and ate in the park, then went for a drink with some of her friends.
We’re going out for dinner again on Tuesday; she knows a nice Ethiopian place, so we’re going with that. Second dates I always find harder because there always feels like less to talk about. I really hope it goes well though.
Then I’m going to Colombia and Ecuador for 3 weeks from Wednesday.
That last text post I was supposed to send hours ago, but apparently didn’t. Oops.
The date went incredibly well.
Got a date after work today (in 30 mins). Not looking forward to it, but I grabbed a beer out of one of our office fridges. Hopefully that’ll help.
I love my company.
NY Subway Terrorist Plot
So, apparently someone has uncovered evidence of a terrorist plot against New York’s subway system. I read it. Dismissed it.
Housemate finds out about it and immediately says, being serious, “tomorrow I’m buying a bus pass.” Other housemate finds out and says “I’ll call my mom [in upstate NY] right now.”
This kind of terrorist attack ACTUALLY happened in London and everyone used the same damn subway the next day, probably complaining about delays.
This feels like the biggest difference I’ve noticed between Americans and us Brits.
You are truly inspirational and very brave for overcoming such an annoying illness. Teach me your ways!
1. Have a sense of humor about it.
2. Look for little wins.
3. Find a big stick to make you feel like a king.
I’ve been in New York three months now and I should probably write a letter to my grandparents , and probably my aunt and uncle too. But I have no idea what to write.
New York is great. I love it here and never want to come home.
That doesn’t really seem appropriate.
This week has been amazing. I stuck to everything I said I was going to do.
1. No sodas. I did have a peanut butter ice cream shake, which was obviously hideously sugary, but I’ll let that slide.
2. No pasta. I didn’t eat at home at all, so that was easy.
3. No greasy foods. I had several slices of pizza, but on the whole I did okay with this.
4. Socializing every day. Passed with flying colors. Whether it was a bar and a diner, a team meal at work, or all day at the Brooklyn Book Festival today, I totally did this.
And I feel great. I’m not going to promise myself this again for next week, but I’ll try and keep it up. Great for my overall well-being.
Had a team dinner today. I was only invited last minute and the pre-drinks/apertif phase was me as normal — not really saying anything, even though I was basically in the middle of the table.
Then we went to a different place for the actual dinner and I sat next to people I liked and actually got involved in the conversation and made someone I barely know laugh out loud. Win.
Then I went with a couple other people afterwards to get an extra beer and I think I talked more than anyone. Double win.
I had four beers, guacamole, a fancy swordfish dinner, a piece of cherry pie for dessert, and paid for zero. Triple win.