Ok, so Marc isn't so bad.
We had a great dinner, great conversation, and I let him kiss me some more.
I can't take a compliment though. WAIT-- I can't recognize one, even.
He calls me on the way home. He asks how my day was. I ask how his was. His response, "It was OK. It will be better in a little while now." I said, "Why, because you aren't at work?" He says, "NO, because I'm going to dinner with youuuu." Me, to myself, "YOU IDIOT!" To him, "Oh, you are so sweet."
I'M AN IDIOT!
He was telling me that he was saying all day that they had to quit at 5:00 because he had to get home. He said they were teasing him about having a hot date and he told them that was right. I handled that a little bit better!
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This is me, rambling about whatever I'm feeling and trying to make sense of life. Take it or leave it.
1 comment:
Aww. He IS sweet =D And yes, you do need to work on accepting compliments =) Hehe!
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