Thursday, May 27, 2004
  I only want what I can't have

I think if I imposed the sushi criteria on Carrie she would fail that test. On our way to dinner last night, she mentioned that she didn’t like eating seafood; I didn’t press the issue beyond that, but I fear if I had I would have found my enthusiasm for raw fish unmet by her. No matter, though, as I will continue to live in ignorant bliss for the time being.

We met up after work last night and opted to go out for a bite to eat. After she shot down my suggestion for seafood, I mentioned Indian food as an alternative. This was fine with her, as long as the food wasn’t spicy. As with many other ethnic cuisines, I knew it would be possible to strip the food of its intended flavors, making it bland, and thus palatable, so I assured her we’d be fine. Dinner was good and she didn’t end up running off to the bathroom with steam coming out of her ears, so I think she came away satisfied as well. In the course of our conversation at dinner, I learned that she was actually hired on as a celebrity stand-in for Sarah-Jessica Parker by an agency up in LA. I guess they hire her out to show up at parties posing as SJP.

After dinner, we went to a little place that specializes in desserts and shared some sort of chocolate smothered, chocolate infused chocolate cake with chocolate frosting. In short, it was a chocoholic’s wet dream. It was good, but I certainly wasn’t in need of a cold shower afterwards. Following dessert, we went back to my place to hang out for a bit. We talked for a bit as well as participated in some more “adult” activities.

She also made sure that I knew that she, “really liked me!” So much for the thrill of the chase. It’s nice to hear, of course, but somehow it takes just a little too much of the mystery out of the equation. How stupid does that sound? Here is someone who’s actually being upfront with me by letting me know how she feels (something all men incessantly complain about not knowing), and it annoys me because I don’t want to know if she likes me yet. Lousy human nature…
 
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