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.