It’s Wednesday (Nov 29, 2017), I skipped lunch so I can leave work a little bit earlier to meet Aquagirl at olive garden.
Unfortunately, on the way back to norfolk from work, a wild teenager in mom’s mercedez appears! Wild teenager rear ends my POS honda! It’s not very effective…Wild teenager gets scolding from me. Ater threatening to contact her insurance, I tell wild teenager’s mom she’s bad at driving and I leave since I don’t want to be late to the date. (unfortunately, I was late by a couple minutes)
Skipping through boring driving back to virginia beach, I arrive at olive garden, and the hostess leads me to Aquagirl’s table where she’s waiting. Aww…
I’m not saying there’s love at first sight, but she’s perfect. Is this real life?
Conversation notes (for when I’m old and crinkly):
- she’s the middle child and her siblings are around 18 months apart, like mine
- she loves water. a lot
- she loves pirates and goes to the blackbeard festival
- she loves historical fiction and writes comics
- she ordered minestone soup
- she’s perfect
It’s time to go. I get up, exchange an awkward “bye nice meeting you” and leave. Later that evening, she texts me to let me know, not to do that again and to wait next time. lol too cute.
(todo venn diagram)
December 5th 2017 ~ Part Deux
Gosh dangit. I’m always late and I feel like a total asparagus. Fast forward 40 minutes of angry driving to Masala Bites…12 minutes late.
I see her staring at her ipad in a booth to the right of the entrance. I sit down across from her. She’s naturally beautiful: wears little makeup and still looks radiant; gosh. She puts on her glasses, like in a film to signify that my character will be scrutinized.
I’m nervous, the booth smells funky, and it’s a bit warm. I order chana masala which sounds nice; beans and potatoes with curry. Yum! I forget what she ordered.
What we talk about:
- funny and highlight of the night for me: Aquagirl passionately describes politics and the president (i’m pretty sure neighboring guests heard, which made it even funnier)
- favorite violin strings are dominant
- mom works at a tv network, picking content
- father was paratrooper and seems to be an all around badass
- harmonizes songs with father in car
- brother’s loss of faith and testing her’s
- her film audition consisted of getting rained on, lol
- i’m sure there’s other stuff
December 18th, 2017 – Part Trois
Aquagirl has been busy lately. Trying to set a date with her hasn’t been successful and she rescheduled twice because she had to travel to Richmond. It’s monday now and I need to give her the goofy presents I got for her: a reindeer onesie, lol, and pirazzi violin strings, my favorites. I also got her a glass rose, but I’m not giving that to her because we are just friends.
During my lunch break, I grow some balls and call her: I’m going to set a date with her.
* ring ringgg*
Me: (awkward) hi. its uhh me uhh tom.
Aquagirl: hi whats up?
Me: are you free uh at 8pm tonight?
Heh. 8pm gives me more than enough time to get to the restaurant. I’m not going to be late this time.
7 p.m: I’m at the restaurant (Tijuana flats) and tell her I’m here. She will be here at 7:30. Tijuana flats is not what I expected. The walls have grafitti art and portaits of random people. I drink some water and nervously stare at my phone.
There she is. She has been traveling all weekend and looks a bit tired.
Me: hey, I got you some flowers.
I hand her the bouquet of yellow pinkish roses. She seems to be pleasantly surprised.
– brother picked on her in thailand for not eating crazy shit
– she doesnt like pigs or crabs
– she likes the violin strings
– mom is upset that she isn’t driving with her up to Pennsylvania
– she’s struggling right now, financially and with friends/family
Dates over. I ask if I can walk with her to her car. She laughs. We are parked diagonally from eachother. We say bye.
January 1st 2018 – Part Quatre
Aquagirl is ridiculously beautiful. Gosh.
We are meeting at Starbucks, probably not my favorite place: listening to people place their paragraph long orders, makes me cringe:
Starbucks snowflake: “I’d like a lattayyyy grandayyy with a little hazelnut, marshmallows, not too much cream, a pinch of sugar, yeaaa a little moar, hmmmm, soybean milk, cinnamon, …”
Ok snowflake it’s called coffee. I order a small iced coffee and a bagel. I sit down in a booth towards the back, and start reading the book Aquagirl got for me, which is better than anticipated. I have a little gift wrapped tonymoly makeup stuffs my sister Sarah bought for Aquagirl, on the chair next to me.
Aquagirl arrives, carrying her violin, wearing a bts jacket. She gets a large cup of hot water to make tea.
We talk about the holidays with family and her trip to Christmas town. She suddenly mentions a recent issue with a horrible sounding book, “The irrational man,” that her brother got for her:
Aquagirl: “So my brother got me this book, that I couldn’t finish reading so I left it. He blew up at me for not reading it and I was like ‘whoa, backup mister’…”
At this point, I’m totally probably creepily staring at her lol, but hey, she’s beautiful.
Aquagirl: “…and this entire book is for guys to rationalize not being married, not being monogamous, cheating and if that’s the way guys think then I’m going to be a nun and move to a convent!”
She’s so passionate; it’s refreshingly adorable.
She asks what my plans are for today, which is basically nothing. I tell her I need to go to walmart which is next door. She says she has to get something there too: yep, #walmartdate awww yisss.
To me, wandering the walmartian isles in search of a shower curtain, with a beautiful lady is the pinnacle of romance: Nothing says I love you/I need to buy a shower curtain, quite like well buying a shower curtain at walmart.
We wander around walmart a little. But she has to go teach violin.
To be continued…