Okay so

There has been sleep, and lying quietly in a darkened room, since my last (somewhat flustered) posts. I have to say...okay, well. You have to understand that until fairly recently I was quite clear in my head that I was the ugly fat girl that nobody would ever go out with (um...I think we've established that that's bollocks now). So while my sense of self-esteem is about 1000% higher than it's ever been, I am still surprised sometimes. And I guess...well, he's just the type I've always really had a thing for, since I was in my teens, but because I was an idiot was always too scared to talk to. Long dark hair, very goodlooking, just...oof. It also threw into sharp relief the men I've been out with who had no idea what I was talking about half the time - he has a lot of shared cultural points of reference, and just...well he felt very familiar. It was nice. He's the same age as me to within a few weeks as well, and that is nice too. I can't quite put my finger on it.

Sorry. I should also add that as well as being mind-numbingly, giggle-makingly attractive he is also very funny and geeky and shy enough that it leads to charmingly awkward outbursts rather than clammed-up silences. Oh de-ah. Very nice