Tonight I met a boy who looks like a cross between Hercules and some Twilight vampire. He swept me off my feet when I went dubbing, and danced the blues with me to Mt. Eden. I felt very much like a sexy teacup with all the sporadic swirling and twirling and dipping involved. He drives a VW bus and makes pottery--I suspect he may be a hippie.

And we are to have coffee on Monday.

Oh my god.