She's posting folks...

First, let me say that I apologize for being the last one to jump into the pool. I had to finish up the semester at school, move out of my now sub-let apartment for the summer, you know, little things like that. But now that that stuff is all over with, let the games begin. Or not games, but, well, you know what I mean.
Second, I'm not posting about a date... yet... just about the blog in general. You'll have to wait for more juicy stuff later. So if you're only in it for the sordid details, skip (parts of) this one.
This whole 10 dates situation had the potential to be re-empowering... what I’ve decided that I’m going to do is post about the things I say I’m going to do before I do them, and this way I’ll actually do them and not completely chicken out. What you’ll find out really quickly about me is that I get a bit of Scooby-Doo syndrome when it comes to relationships (you know what I mean… when Scooby was taken in by whatever mystery ghosts Old Man whatever-his-name-would-be-that-episode conjured up to scare the gang, and Scooby would get all shaky, and run away). So, this blog is actually going to help keep me honest more than anything else.

For instance: Today I’m actually going to call a boy I’m interested in. Okay, well, he’s not a boy because that would get me in trouble in many states… but a guy who is well over 18, mind you.
The back-story: He’s a year ahead of me in archi-school, and just graduated. I kinda dated… alright, not dated, but hooked up with occasionally (and by occasionally, I really mean only 4 times)… his best friend this past school year. Ah, the tangled webs. So, in my mind he was completely off-limits, even when he occasionally flirted with me. So, last weekend he had an end-of-the-semester party, which I went to after not sleeping for 2 days (we had a final presentation earlier that day) and after spending some time celebrating at a bar with my classmates. So, I went, wound up flirting, wound up drinking some more, and wound up staying over that night. Very innocently, mind you… I don’t do the one-night stand thing (anymore). That was Saturday night. And he hasn’t called. And I don’t know that he will because he’s graduating tomorrow, and moving out of the city for the summer. And, if we’re being totally truthful here, which I am being, I don’t know that I’d call me because I had semi-recently hooked up with his best friend again. (Which he already knew about.)
(And, for the record, let me explain the best friend thing… basically, one of us or both of us would be lonely, he’d stay over, and then neither one of us would call each other or even acknowledge that it happened for months… there would be months between seeing each other again… neither one of is/was interested in the other in terms of a relationship, and we both knew it…so it's your textbook random hooking-up).
So, back to the guy I’m interested in… while he has made efforts to hang out in the past, and while it seems like he could like me as more than just a random hook-up (from his past behavior), I don’t know if all it was was a random hook-up (because of his knowledge about my past behavior).
So, today, I am going to call him and ask him out. Because I’m in town for a couple of days. And because I don’t want to wonder what would’ve happened if I didn’t call. And because I think I could/do really like him (as more than just a random hook-up).
Wish me luck.