I've decided that my dating escapades are far too amusing to not share with the whole world...so here's a recap of tonight...

Name of Date: Wrestler (to be explained)
Location of date: Cebolla's restaurant and his apartment
Date grade: C-
Date bio: 22 yr old male from Fort Wayne, no college degree, but going to school for occupational therapy. Currently works as a radiologist technician's assistant. Wrestles in his free time (WWF style, not high school style). Kinda short...very handsome.

Details:

He came to pick me up at 7:30. I made sure i looked damn good. I had a cold sore earlier today...but miraculously it made a disappearance by this afternoon. I thought that was a good sign. My apartment was a mess, and i could tell he didn't like that...but whatever. He seemed quiet and distant the instant he picked me up, and didn't even comment on how i looked. I generally expect a "you look nice" on a first date. He did open the door for me to the car, and shut it after i got in. Definite bonus points. Conversation in the car was forced, he didn't seem very interested in seeing me tonight. Dinner was incredibly awkward. I asked about his ex girlfriend (generic questions, he brought her up in a previous conversation, so i figured it was safe territory), and it was made very obvious he was still hooked up on his ex. Not necessarily a bad thing, but could be a potential problem. Dinner was very short, and he didn't really talk...just ate. An hour after he picked me up (yes...dinner was that short) we went back to our apartment complex (FYI, he lives in the building next to mine), he starts walking into his apartment. I ask if i'm following him, and he says yes, if i want to. Kinda awkward...but i go. He lets me talk chemistry for 30 minutes (which i appreciated) but i could tell he was not even remotely interested. I think i intimidated him. Then we watched a little Robin Williams stand up. I was laughing my ass off. I almost felt like i was watching TV with a friend b/c he didn't touch me at all. When i left...he gave me a good hug. I kissed him on the cheek, he just seemed glad i was going. Doh! He gets a C- because it was awkward, and he didn't seem to be himself today. He seemed much more distracted than he was when i saw him Sunday.

Conclusion: I doubt he will be calling me again. I think he wants more of a party girl, and less of an intellectual. I could be wrong though.