so there's this guy i met at popscene. his name is chris. i don't really remember how we met him but it might have been in a drunken stupor. it was 2003 (i think) and he was 23. he worked at popscene and i'd always made it a point to introduce myself to the hot guys working there. he once asked me out on a date back then and i told him he was too young. plus, he lived in the city and didn't have a car. but then, i ended up dating ted, who was 23 when i met him. we all make mistakes, don't we?
since i've been single again, i've found myself drawn to chris more and more. he's funny, witty, and not to mention super hot. i even gave him my phone number, which is something i never do anymore. and lately, we've been making out there, in a dark corner (or not) at the club.
this past monday, he called me and asked if i wanted to hang out. i thought to myself, hello? i need a little more notice. but then i thought, well, i haven't gone outside yet. i've been cleaning all day. i'm a mess and chunky is sleeping my room. oh yeah, and it was hot as hell. i needed to get myself out of there. i texted him, would love to hang out, what have you got in mind? it turns out it was "perfectly overcasted" in the sunset. so, i left chunky upstairs with the nanny and off i went.
now, if you don't know, i haven't been dating for a while. since my mancott was imposed last year, i've been slow getting back into the dating scene. at least, i think i have been. so i'm really nervous on the way up. and this is usually a sign that i like the guy. then again, it might be the fact that since we have only ever seen each other at popscene, we've never actually seen each other in broad daylight. sans the intoxication of alcohol. i had no idea what to expect.
i get there at 5p and he lives on this very cute yet narrow street. the neighborhood is very quaint. his house is also very cute. 5p is a really odd time for a weekday but not only that, it was labor day. most shops start closing and bars have yet to open. he suggests a movie. we look at our choices and nothing looks exciting. so he says, let's go for a drive.
we're driving along and i say, wow chris, this is fun ... uh, driving. he laughs at me and tells me that he is taking me somewhere. and asks me if i like champagne and cheese? who doesn't like the bubbly? he takes me to the ferry plaza on the embarcadero. it's a nice walk along the embarcadero from the car. the place he wanted to take me to is closed but we go somewhere else for some bubbly. he's really quite charming. and really really sexy. i am SO attracted to him. plus, he's a great kisser. one of the best, actually.
afterwards, he's "driving" again and i don't know where. i'm just assuming we are heading back to his place. then he asks me, have you had soju? and i recall the last time i had soju last year. except, i remembered ogi being 22, not 24. so i tell chris the story... the last time i had soju, i made out with a 22 y/o boy and didn't remember it. i remembered having 4 shots but betty said it was more like 7. and i woke up with swollen lips and thought to myself, what the hell is wrong with my lips?? i think he liked that story. we were headed to the rohan lounge, this korean fusion restaurant/bar. it was very cool. when we got there, it was totally empty. so he took me across the street to this divebar for beers. i really enjoy divebars. they have so much character to them. and they are super random. after our beers, we went back to rohan and it was better. there were people there.
it's a very cool and hip place. there's an area for a dj and a nice ambiance for a date. chris ordered us two flights of soju, one sweet and one dry, and some food. the sweet soju is really good. the dry stuff is like vodka. i've only ever had the dry stuff. the plan was to alternate, for me, it was one sweet, one dry, sweet, etc. by the third shot, i really started feeling it. i got a little clumsy, like dropping a slippery pineapple on the table. then i say to him, wow, i'm a little drunk. um wait, you know you don't have to get me drunk to make out with you, right? because, well, that's a given. then, he sits down next to me and kisses me. it was very sweet. the owner/waiter comes by and sees the pineapple on the table. and says to me, next time, you get a fork! no more chopsticks for you if you are going to be dropping food! hahah. it was one slippery pineapple the size of a dollar coin! sheesh!
so far, this date is quite outstanding. i'm really surprised. pleasantly surprised. i had no idea what to expect, at all. we go back to his place and get comfortable and well, um, i stay until midnight and head home. i'd sobered up quickly and was able to drive home. it was really amazing... why i waited 4 years to go out with him is beyond me. i wish i'd skipped ted altogether and went straight to chris. seriously, no idea about him.
