DATE LINE!

OH NO! DATE LINE! AAAAAGH!

One of the schools I'm applying to - the one to which I've attached my highest and most unreasonable hopes - is located across the date line! I thought I had more time for this application! Thank goodness I remembered this today instead of, say, tomorrow.


Update on the other meaning of "date": No new beau. We had a nice long talk and decided just friends is better. I'm pleased with this.

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(hours later)
Wait, no, I'm OK. I'm thinking of the Prime Meridian. Still, there's a very large time difference, so it's still a good thing I noticed, or I'd have missed the deadline by a few hours. Phew.

AND IT'S CLOSING.

So. I asked a guy out. He said yes (whee!). However, we have yet to actually go out or to dinner or whatever. I asked him before Christmas, and, as it's past New Year now, I find my interest flagging (what, no immediate gratification?). Please tell me if it is, at this point, improper or unladylike to say to him: DUDE. THERE'S A WINDOW.










I think I'll press this issue next time I see him. Any suggestions? No, Weasel, I will not hurl myself bodily upon him. Only spiritually.