Take it things went well!

I am audienting!

Alison Krause sings LTD? Surprisingly nice!

So how'd it goooooo? We want details!

[It was good.]

That's it. Thanks for listening.

Well, that wasn't the level I was looking for, but I'll settle for it. I'm glad it was good.

I feel like I've totally bored everyone (repeatedly) with the story on IRC, but I'll tell it one last final time here so no one has to suffer through it again.

We met at the Farmer's Market, which does a Picnic in the Park on Wednesday nights. Sat on a blanket with a couple of beers and talked for a long time. (She's a beer snob too!) As nervous as I was, we had a really easy time chatting.

We like a lot of the same music. We were talking about music and she sheepishly -- almost apologetically -- said, "I'm also a really big fan of Joan Jett. I know it's old school, but...." I taught her how you're really supposed to say it.

She met JFJ backstage at a concert last year (they were wearing the same shoes) and has a framed picture of them together on her wall. I told her that if she hadn't mentioned that, and I just happened to see it on her wall at some point, I would have made a noise like a cat makes when you step on it.

She has two cats also, and fawned all over the market's SPCA puppies in a way that was totally endearing.

And the clincher, like I've repeatedly told those who wandered into IRC (sorry, y'all; last time):

It may be a surprise to you people that I like to play jokes on people. No, really, I do.

I may have met my match.

Earlier in the day we'd been emailing. After a few email exchanges, I started one email with "Oh, by the way, I'm only 18. Hope that's OK! LOL!" By the end of the email, I told her it was Just Met a Stranger on the Internet humor, and that I was kidding.

Her response was a text message several hours later complaining about the incipient heart attack I'd caused, and she swore payback. I'm like, "Yeah, right. People never pull one over on me."

So anyway, we're sitting on the grass talking about growing up and religion and philosophy and stuff, and in midsentence she says "because I'm a Scientologist" and then just keeps going.

I had to maintain steady facial features, and I managed to say, "Oh, so how did you get into that?" And then she cracked up.

She planned it! Wow! That totally turned me on.

Anyway, we stayed out past dark, walked around town a little bit, sat on a bench and chatted some more. She said that yes, she actually had been flirting with me during my laptop recon, and that I looked really annoyed. I explained that it wasn't annoyance, it was confusion and fear. So we had a good laugh over that.

She's quite a bit more outgoing and social than I am, but she's smart and funny and cute and she doesn't seem to mind that I'm shy and we enjoyed each other's company and I feel really good about it.

So yeah, it was good.

Oh good lord.
i'm happy for you and scared for us.

Aww, pup, thanks for repeating the story! (My internets at home are broken, so no IRC and only sporadic emails and nothing more than anemic MeCha activity for me.)

She sounds awesome. I mean, come on, the same shoes as JFJ?!? Yay for you both!

And I'm she got you on the joke thing. (I don't think I've ever seen anyone pull one over on you, Ms. Here's-A-Dead-Crab-I-Was-Saving-Just-For-You.)

Also this totally cracked me up: I would have made a noise like a cat makes when you step on it.

STAY AWAY FROM HER.

As an 18-year-old, you are far too impressionable to be mixing it up with a Scientologist.

Exciting stuff!! Good luck! :)

Yay yay yay!