"I'm pregnant." ........ "With a baby??"

Sorry guys, I can't remember any other quotes from "Knocked Up," even though it was pretty damned funny.

So I saw this particular movie on date No. 1 -- last night.
I realize saying it was date No. 1 seems a little silly being that I've been hanging out with the guy for about three weeks (even more if you factor in that his roommate was my boyfriend for a time) but nonetheless, I will tell you of my first date experience.

David had to work until 9ish, so I met him over at his place beforehand. I put a little effort into not looking like a skank, because, well -- that's what you do. I wore a new skirt I bought this weekend (one article of my $400 worth of purchases this weekend on a shopping spree I gave myself) and a black shirt. I put on eye makeup (woooo, he should feel special). He wore this very attractive brown shirt he bought recently, and we all know I love me some brown.

He drove over to the Mills for the movie and paid... a new concept since our previous hanging out has been mostly as friends/a little more. Then we went to Denny's on the way back because we miss it dearly. (Speaking of which, I am STARVING right now. I had to go home for lunch before I was hungry to take an allergy pill. The Telegraph is literally killing me slowly.)

Afterward we went back to his place and played some iLike music challenge (new to Facebook, of which I am still a huge geek) and then I left after awhile.

I realize this was not a fancy restaurant/Dave and Buster's night, or talking over dinner to get to know one another (the kind of date which I have grown accustomed to as of late) but that's part of why this is different. I'm trying to adjust because I still feel like it's soon to be dating, for me, yet because it's David -- and we go to see a movie we've been talking about forever and to Denny's, which was a staple when we hung out previous to our current situation -- I can still have a lot of fun doing it.

He's really a great guy, and if this doesn't work or nothing really comes of it I hope he and I can stay good friends. I can't help but smile around him, but I have been careful not to be so serious... just go and have fun... because I still feel out of my element and can't be too sure abotu anything right now. He knows this, I'm pretty sure. I have tried to be as open about that with him as I can. That way, hopfully, we are preserving that possibility.

This weekend, all in all, was pretty decent.

Can't wait till sand volleyball...