Update

Because it is in high demand, an update!

SO, we met for coffee. The sky did not fall, I did not make a fool of myself (well, I don't think I did anyway, you'd better ask him for a real account) and the conversation was pretty good. I am not going to lie, I was not blown away with attraction- my knees did not immediately fail to support my upper body, but he was nice, reasonably attractive, and well spoken. Plus, he paid for my tea :).

Overall, I think the night went pretty well. I was a nervous wreck heading into the date. My roommate's younger sister, who has down syndrome, was over for the night so it was a good distraction to hang out with them for a while, discussing the modern marvel that is Hannah Montana. The cool night air on my cheeks as I walked downtown also helped, I was feeling over heated. He was already inside the coffee shop when I got there, and we exchanged a half hug of sorts. That is the odd thing about internet dating. You go into first meetings with more information about the other person than you usually start off with, which can give you a false sense of understanding. Luckily, the half hug seemed the appropriate greeting at the time.

He looked different than I expected. But then again, I was going off a few pictures I saw of him about a month ago, so I had time to turn him into god's gift to women (aka, god's "it's about time so he better be fricken hot" gift to Trina). He was indeed tall, but less superman, more long and lanky. As I said though, reasonably attractive. We got our beverages, and found a table with only mildly uncomfortable conversation along the way. Once we sat down, we found conversation came without too much trouble. The topics were not all that personal. We talked about a range of subjects as they came up, a bit about our families, about our jobs, oddly enough about the sub-prime real estate dilemma (I know, that sounds beyond lame... "so Trina, what did you talk about on your date?!" "Home foreclosure", totally lame). Despite that one questionable topic, however the conversation flowed well.

We stayed about an hour and half, and had things to say to each other just about the whole time, therefore making my fear of running out of topics an unfounded concern. Based on how things went, I will certainly go out with him again if he's interested. Since meeting on Friday, we have spoken briefly via instant messenger. He initiated the conversation, so I am fairly certain I did not appear a marsh creature, and we discussed meeting again, but no plans have been set. I asked him to coffee, so it's his turn to come up with a plan. And that my friends is the update. If anything more exciting happens, I will be sure to inform my loyal readers :)

Now I will leave you with some comical advice I received from my family before this momentous event;

Corrie (younger sister): Hey, even if you don't like him, he's good practice. Just pretend you're talking to me, but you know, with out me being your sister, and without you wanting to make out with me. Ok, don't pretend you're talking to me. Just be yourself.

Haley (older sister): Don't get pregnant.


hahahaha.