“So, I just had the most amazing conversation with this guy who reads my blog,” says I, thoughtfully chewing on a sandwich at the Lovebirds Cafe in Pasadena. I was eating lunch with my friend Joanne on a break from classes at Fuller.
“Really? What’d you talk about?”
Me. “We talked for like 2 hours, do you think it means anything?”
Joanne, “Well, it was about theology… I don’t know. Too soon to tell, let me know if you talk again!”
Munch, munch, munch.
“I haven’t actually seen him online for a couple of days, so who knows…”
Of course the name of the restaurant we managed to go to that day wasn’t helping with the whole, love is in the air thing I had going on in my head (okay, so it wasn’t love yet, but I was at least crushing, k?).
Turns out he had left school to go to a convention (which, was on that Friday and Saturday, I’m not sure why he wasn’t on Wednesday and Thurs either, but who knows).
But then Sunday afternoon, his name popped up in my chat window! He was back, and he wanted to talk!
Me seeing him online had nothing to do with the fact that I had an alarm set to tell me when he came back, and then when it did go off, me sitting there chanting “message me, message me, come on, you know you want to.” A case for subliminal influencing 2,115 miles away? I guess we’ll never know…
Have you seen part one? Don’t miss it! Let me not to the marriage of two blogs… How I met my husband Part 1