Not undead, nor a sissy.

So I went out to sushi tonight with a male person.
Not craigslist guy, ick.
Craigslist guy didn't respond after canceling on me till this morning,
and then his email entirely consisted of "So are we going to have sex now?"

Uck.

So I went out to sushi with the king of the hotpants,
a boy I've been talking to from okcupid for a while now.
And I am pleased to report, that he is most definitely,
NOT A ZOMBIE.
Unless zombies have acquired conversational skills since last I checked.

Had quite a lot of fun just sitting and talking,
am v. tired now, will ponder sleep before too long.

:)

Holy rusted metal, batman.

I woke up with the scratchiest sore throat, ever.
Ugh, this sucks.

I shouldn't have smoked last night,
I know better, throat was already a little iffy.
But he had cloves! *whimper*

Stupid throat, I'ma throw some food and herbal tea at it,
if no change before evening there'll be vodka thrown at it.

Again, I say.
Stupid throat.

I am among the best.