Ok, so, allow me to revisit:
It started just like any other day. Woke up at 4:30am, turned the computer on and surfed the net for some three hours. Responded to a number of threads, sat back and just generally chilled out. And by the time 7:00am arrived, I was out and about with my father taking a look at some of the high-end (expensive, in other words) houses around Vancouver.
And take my word for it, some of the houses in this city are just amazing. Not because of their price or lot size, but because of their artistic architecture. Again, these houses are not cheap, but let me tell you, I'd much rather live in a big house with a ton of lot than a tiny house on the beach with little lot space.
After that, I went for a walk around Granville Island and then went home to not only do my regular walking activities, but some good 'ol stomach crunches.
Here's the thing though - remember Sarah (that seemingly amazing girl or HotorNot.com)? Yeah, well, she never responded back to me after my last email message. Things were going great and then it all came to a sudden stop. Why you ask? Well, I know that I never said anything "wrong"... so the most obvious reason is that because - like me - she knew it was hopeless situation. Had we lived closer to each other, there's little doubt in my mind that we would have gone out on a date.
It truly saddened me, but I have long since decide to move on. Since then, I decided to go back on HotorNot.com and start my search for another girl. And two days ago, I clicked "yes" to this amazing looking girl named "Jocelyn". Actually, using the words "amazing" to describe how she looks is probably an understatement.
Anyhow, I clicked yes to her and she clicked yes to me... So, viola! When we first started talking to each other, I had immediately noticed that she hadn't lots to say. Not because she wasn't interesting, or wasn't interested in me, but most probably because that was her character. Nothing wrong obviously - everyone is different in this regard. Anyhoo - on Saturday, I had fired an email off to her to asking her a few more questions about herself, and had been planning to essentially ask her out after she responded back.
And honestly, I took her a little while to respond back to me (this is before I had asked her out, mind you), so I started to naturally wonder If I had said something wrong. And need I remind any heterosexual male, waiting for a girl to respond to you is awful. Few things will drive you as insane...
Nevertheless, I did realize that she is human being and has a life too... So, I just waited it out and she eventually responded. Naturally, I responded back as quickly as possible, and gave her the ever-daunting question.
And then I waited some more... In the meantime, our Landlord had dropped by our house and being the good chap he is, decide dropped off some rather expensive "Jackson-Triggs" Red wine as a Christmas present. I was surprised too, but then I guess it's deserved considering how expensive the rent is... Lol!
And suddenly, a previous blog post that I made about trying alcohol for the first time popped into my mind. And If you recall, I had said that If I was going to try it out, I'd most certainly do it alone. At that point, it was my decision. Having never been drunk ever before, it was now or never. And I did it... The first time ever. I poured a small glass of wine (12.5% alcohol) and drank it. Mind you, the fact that it was undeniably bitter (and in my mind, disgusting) meant that it took some 30 minutes to drink half a glass of wine. Though, within 10 minutes, I could certainly feel the effects. I had this strange headache behind what was best described as my eyes. At first, I felt real lazy and sleepy, but as my body adjusted I started to feel awfully loose. And though I drank very little, it was not only enough to make me dizzy, but dampen my reactions, distort my sense of balance (was tripping around for a while) and latch a seemingly endless smile on my face. I had also noticed that I was slurring my words and hanging onto things like a monkey. The scariest thing about this was the fact that I truly hadn't that much wine. And when I woke up this morning, I noticed that I had (and still have) a very strange headache.
Was it fun? For a little while perhaps, but it's definitely not something that I'd like to do often.
I had my camera on hand so that I'd remember the occasion. Here's one of the many photos I took:
Yeh...
After that, I went surfing on the net and stumbled upon a ton of fantastic Rush bootleg video's that I hadn't seen. And then logged into Facebook to read a private message from Jocelyn saying that she'd like to meet me too. Yep, that's right. We're currently working out the meeting time via Facebook, and have already exchanged phone numbers. Honestly, I think she had been waiting for me to ask her the question since day one.
I couldn't/cannot stop smiling. I'm cannot wait to meet her. Yesterday was just great.
