I GOT A DATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YES!!  YOU READ THAT RIGHT! I HAVE A DATE!!! (Thank you Lucy/Kat!!!)

Let me back up.

So it's Monday.  The day I drop my sister off at school and rush home.  We were a little late leaving because I started writing D &R and Love's Enslavement and got caught up in the characters.  So anyway, we sort of rushed there (that the gods that I didn't get pulled over!), and I dropped her off in the same place I usually do.  I was just about to pull away when I notice someone leaning on the front of their car looking right at me.

Yes, it was Jack.

Jack sans brother.

I was ecstatic!  Then I looked down at myself and groaned.  I am seriously bumming it today.  Cargo pants, t-shirt, hair straight, shades on my face, flip flops on my feet.  I almost pulled off without stopping to talk.  Almost.  But then I remembered the conversation that I had with my newest little sister and friend Lucy/Kat about WHEN I met up with Jack again, how I should talk to him (THANKS Kat!), so I parked in the Faculty/Staff parking spot (no, I'm not faculty or staff, but what are they going to do?  Sue me?) and got out.

I turned my constant limp into this sort of swag walk and stepped up to him.  He was smiling, I was smiling.  We looked like idiots.

Me:  How long you been sitting out here waiting?
Jack: Does it make me look like a pathetic loser if I say thirty minutes?
Me: (laughs) No.
Jack: What about if I tell the truth and say an hour?
Me: (playful cringe) Woah! Yeah, that would do it.  That extra half hour pushed you into Losertown without stopping at a rest stop at all.

We both laughed (hell, you know you laughed too.  I'm funny as hell, especially when I'm nervous.  I also don't know when to shut up and usually end up sticking my foot in my mouth).

Me: So why were you waiting?  Hoping you could apologize for your brother again?

Cringe. Yes, I know, bad Vee, BAD!

Jack: Nah. (He blushes.  Oh my gosh is he cute when he blushes!) I was kinda hoping to...um...ask you out.
Me: (jaw drops open) Me?  You want to ask me out?
Jack: Well yeah.
Me: (narrows eyes, though he can't see them behind the sunglasses) You do remember that I'm bi-gender right?  The top half is female, but I wear a strap-on.  At least until I get the surgery.

Yeah, I sort of get vomit of the mouth also.

Jack: (laughs) Yeah, you sort of don't forget something like that. (Shrugs) Well, I'm gay, so the whole dick thing doesn't really scare me off.
Me: The breasts and the vagina thing does though right?
Jack: (laughs again) I won't say I'm a fan, but there's something about you.  I think I can get past it.
Me: (I'm screaming for joy internally but oh man has Vic taken over and that suave Italian man comes out)  So where are you taking me?
Jack: (smiles) Where do you want to go?
Me: Well, right now, I'd love to go to a backseat somewhere and see if your dick really looks as big in real life as it does from the outside of your jeans, but I guess that will have to wait.
Jack: (blushes and giggles....yeah, he giggled...still trying to wrap my head around that one) Well, maybe after our date.
Me: Definitely after our date.  So, Beef O' Brady's?  I think that there might be a game coming on Friday night.
Jack: Okay.  You want me to pick you up or you wanna meet there?
Me: Pick me up.

So we exchanged phone numbers and emails and addresses and then this is where I turned just a little bit slutty.

Jack: So I'll see you Friday?
Me: Yeah.
Jack turned to leave and I grabbed his arm, when he turned back to look at me I went up on my toes (because *shiver* he's taller than me) and kissed him.  I had planned on it being just like a peck or a deep closed mouth kiss, you know the kind that makes you want more, but DAMMIT his lips tasted SSOOO good!!!!  We sort of made out a little in the parking lot. (*SQUEAL!*)

Me: So call me?
Jack: Yeah.

I went to walk off and man do I wish that I could still pull off my sexy supermodel glide or something, because the limp just is NOT sexy, but, I got in the car and drove off after honking and waving.  I had o pull over five minutes later, again, but this time because I was bouncing in my seat and swerving on the road.

I GOT A DATE!  I GOT A DATE!  I GOT A DATE!!!

Yes, I'm SOOO planning on getting laid.  Maybe not on the first date (I stopped doing that.....about a year ago), but definitely before I go to New Orleans for the GayRomLit.com retreat.

And all I could think was, "I can't wait to get home so I can blog about this and tell everyone!!  Kat was right!  Woohoo!!!!" Then I started singing the "I Gotta Date" song (LOL).  And then Lady Gaga came on the radio and the song was just so perfect that I HAD to share it.  I swear her new album is like the soundtrack for my year.  So I'm sharing it with you all as I sing along.