Will I have a date? (Updated)

Me and this girl have chatted back and forth a little bit so I decided to pop the question: Do you want to meet up?
I don't know what to think, my heart is racing, I'm on the floor, will my first date actually happen? Fuck, I feel like people that do online dating go on dates all the time so I don't know if I'll be able to handle it.  Am I overreacting???? Anyways, this is a photo right after I sent the message with the question.

Update: I originally asked if she would be down for coffee and she agreed but then I thought about it and if it's weekday after she gets back from work i should really make it drinks. Also my coworker who originally got me into it and has 3+ years of experience said to get drinks to chill the girls out cause they get stressed and coffee would only make it worse. I proposed to go to the City Tavern in Culver city on Tuesday or wednesday. Ohh and she is Asian but her dad is Argentinian and she is an accountant.

When our sarcasm reaches the real world

I kinda wanna keep trolling him, but he's on my side so I guess I won't.

Hardships of online dating (A little live blog in comments)

As many of you know, over the last few days I have signed up for online dating websites Plenty of Fish and OKCupid and have starrted sending out messages and filling out my profile. I know online dating  might seem desperate and a place where you will find really weird people but my coworkers who do it encouraged me to join. I decided why the fuck not, I mean clearly what I have been doing the past 23 years hasn't really worked out so this can only be positive.

First hardship: What body type am I? That's a question that you have to fill out on your profile and it gives you a list of options. I was conflicted, am I thin or athletic? I worked out a fair amount over the summer and can keep up in playing sports so does that make me athletic or do I need a certain amount of fat/muscle to be in this class? I'm probably more thin than athletic but I figured it would be better to put athletic to get more girls so I did. Sue me!

Next hardship: What to say in the first message? This is really fucking tough. At first I tried out my coworkers method of just spewing a whole bunch of girls with a copy and pasted message that said something along the lines of "Oh hey you look really cool, message me if you want to talk." I didn't get any hits with that and it felt lame. Also most girls have in their profile  that they want a guy that can make them smile. I consider myself a really funny guy, funnier than most, like I could join the Mensa of funny, but it's all very situational humor so to say something funny online like a one liner is very hard for me. But I gave it a shot.

Here are my two best lines:

-To a girl who said in her description to only message her if you don't live with parents, don'ts stay at home during weekends and like sarcasm. "So I live with my parents, I stay at home during weekends and hate sarcasm..." I thought that was pretty good and I got my first response off of it which said "Gross." I gave a response to that and she hasn't messaged back.

-To a girl who said that she had a very low voice and to not let her cutesy pics deceive her. "I've got a very high voice so don't let my extremely masculine pics deceive you." Now I thought this was gold, fucking comedic gold. My best line so far which brought up hardship number 3.

Hardship #3: Fucking patience. I have messaged about thirty girls in the last few days (that's just on OKCupid, which I think Im going stick with) and had only gotten one response until last night. I'm not one to be patient with these things and I start looking at what I'm doing wrong because clearly there is something I'm doing wrong if I'm not getting any answers. I didn't get angry but I was just stunned that I hadn't gotten a response from the girl that I sent the high pitched voice message to. And OKCupid lets you know when someone took a look at your profile and she had. I figured the relationship was already over so I sent her another message to bring some happiness to myself.

It said "Wow, that was my best line so far and i got no response, that's a big blow for me haha." Now I thought this was kinda funny and wouldn't look as creepy and maybe get her to take a look at my profile again and fuck it the chance with this girl had passed anyways. She looked at my profile and didn't send a response. But little did I know, I already had it in the bag.

She responded with "? I was going to respond and say you seem like you might be a cool dude. Don't take waiting so harshly."

Fucking A man, I can't catch a fucking break! My message was on point and I just didn't wait long enough! This is some bullshit!  If she doesn't respond to my apology message for coming off as an asshole message I'm going to be so mad. Not to be that person but I have to say it: Story of my fucking life.

This is one of those nights

This is the kind of night that slips away. If you think about the memories you have in life, it's kind of like they're little islands in the vast ocean of your life. Most--or in Jesse's case, pretty much all--of your life is just blank black ocean, covering all the forgotten days and moments. As I walk into my room with the In-n-Out I bought because I was too lazy to go grocery shopping, ready to sit on the computer and stare at the internet, I come to terms with the fact that in 5 or 6 days, this moment will be completely gone forever. And that's fine. Obviously, this thought immediately made itself untrue, but the point is that life has all these cool little pockets of time that are so fleeting...I wish there was a stronger/less-used word for it.  But they just happen and fleet away like little fleeters.  And that's cool.

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As usual, there's someone on the internet who's more coherent than me in my points:

NaNoWriMo

I saw this on Collected Animals. I think it'd be interesting to see what comes out of this project if we each did it. I dunno. What are y'alls' thoughts?

http://nanowrimo.org/

You write a novel in a month (50,000 words pretty much). That's about 1660 words per day if you write every day.

We could also put all of our chapters/days on here and make it neat as shit.

sucks to...

Late Night Drive

I needed to take a drive. I had spent all day emailing, fishing for work and fighting myself to come up with a better way to kick start what has been these last few weeks a stagnant career. Night gave me no relief from my overactive brain as my thoughts turned to personal matters. The moral implications of my current relationship came into the forefront and I needed to drive. A quiet, scenic spot would help clear my mind and work out some of these issues.

There's always music playing when I drive but tonight it was silent, I decided to let my thoughts wonder without guidance. Up Cahuenga and a sharp right into a neighborhood near the Hollywood Reservoir I went. Eventually the winding streets let loose a flow of stresses of my mind. In that a debate started as string of questions: Is what I'm doing moral? Do I care if it's moral? Is selfishness inherent? Is it bad? What does it mean to live a "good" life? Do I care? What matters more for society, progress or morality? Is what I'm doing moral? Do I care?

At the very high of this internal morality struggle, I catch a glimpse of something bright on my dashboard. E... empty. I'm out of gas. Like a shot through my windshield, I became aware of my situation. I'm booming down mountain taking me deeper inside a windy, hilly neighborhood and I'm very out of gas. And without a final word on the matter, without a single extra piece of dialogue about morality it was over. I didn't care. I'm out of gas. Far from a gas station. Why would I care about morality? And just that quickly it made sense. It doesn't really matter. In a world with so many real, everyday, tactile problems questioning the morality of every action is pointless. There will be time for reflection, there always is. Answers to big questions don't exist in small problems. Anyways, right now I just need gas.