Entry 17
I'm tired today.
First date.
The phone call went something like this-
Kitty- Hey Ryder. Wanna go get something to eat? I'm starving!
Me- Sure! Meet you at Mr. Porters?
Kitty- That's okay, but I was thinking more of me coming over and making spaghetti or something like that.
Me- Spaghetti sounds great, actually! What time?
Kitty- Um, it's 11:30, so 12?
Me- Sounds good!
Kitty- See you then!
Then she came over, made spaghetti and we ate and hung out for half the night.
In hindsight, that probably wasn't a good idea for a person who goes on missions every day, but we had fun, and that's what matters.
