got asked out on a date.
Like, a real date. I think.
I didn't know actions like this still occured. I think maybe I imagined the whole thing. At least, I hope I did 'cause I feel like a total ass for not wanting to date him.. him being this nice, cool guy and stuff, and me being the frigid escapist chick.
Amanda doesn't date. Amanda doesn't know how. Aaaannnd Amanda is going to curl up and watch movies and come down from her Cinnamon Life sugar high and stop referring to herself in the third person.
KTHXBAI!
ps. Totally watched a theater screening of TMNT tonight, too. It was pretty cowabunga, dude.