I’m pretty sure we can call today like the LAZIEST day in all of history pour moi.  SOOOoooo I’m going to attempt to put in a little extra UMPH in this post to ease my nagging conscience.  Hope it works!!  (and I KNOW you liked that little french action in the first sentence. )  Oh and BTW NO PICS OF #3 ARE IN THIS POST.  hee hee.  But there ARE plenty of pics.

Night 1

went well.  We encountered a bit of the social crowd gossip by appearing together at a social crowd function but we avoided all conversational attempts to define our being there together.  (and my oh my did people try to get us to talk about it!!!!)  We snuck out of dinner early and walked around the Opera House – which looked like this:

He was charming and I didn’t hesitate to agree to seeing him on night 2.  Score?  (who scores things? apparently me.) He passed with distinction (or like an A-/B+.)

Night 2

also went well though he went to get “food” and came back with bread and cheese (which he does actually know I can’t eat.  Hmm….)  But the rest of the night was great and he ended up getting another pass with distinction – he threw in some extra credit at the end by being trustworthy and teaching me about some interesting conceptual ideas.  We parted on Night 2 knowing we would see each other night 3 but it wasn’t actually set that we would go to the night 3 function together.

Pic of Bertie Blackman Concert:

Night 3

was amazing fantastic and ohsogreat happy cuddles and butterflies!  And this morning BEFORE I recapped night 3 with my mom – I was all like #3 could be my Rob P. – SAWEET! Yay!  happyjoy!

But then as I was recapping with my mom, hindsight made my vision a little more clear and I realized #3 could possibly be a D.B.!!!  The jury’s out on this one …

But here are a couple pics from the party:

This is one of #3′s friends. He and I were booted out of the party during dinner.

This is on the way down the lift after being booted out of the party during dinner. I’m like SO excited can you tell?

BFA and Moi after dinner (I wasn’t booted out for good! Just couldn’t eat the dinner.)

LUV dressing up!!

I feel like it would make me less lazy if I told you WHY #3 was a DB but I typed it up and it was so bad that I decided I’d let it sit for a couple days first.  He and I are in that really awkward phase where we’re seeing each other 2-3 times a week but we’re not officially TOGETHER and so public appearances together are a BIG SUCKS!  Combine that with the fact that he was a SUPER DRINKER for the first couple hours (until I guess he decided to step up his game and sober up for me) – well – yeah – he said some REALLY stupid things.  Oh and I just LUVED how he dropped my hand on the street when we ran into fellow party goers.  Umm hello?!? It’s not like they didn’t see we were holding hands anyway – and dropping my hand and shoving it in his pocket was a DB thing to do.  But HAHA! he got his Karmic Justice when these same people wanted to share a cab and discovered that I was getting out at his house with him.  He couldn’t hide THAT!!!!

What are we – in JUNIOR HIGH??  HE DROPPED MY HAND!  Not cool.  Soooo not cool.

Neither was the fact that he didn’t up his PDA until AFTER he had scoped out the party.  Though to be fair – he arranged for us to arrive together – and leave together – and left dinner early to be an outcast with me and his friend … so yeah – the jury is still out on this one.

OOH but I did break a few drunken hearts.  Because although HE may have wanted to HIDE I was SO HAPPY that he could save me from the WAY-TOO-forward drunken advances of his friends.  So so nice – I miss my BFF Matty Matt.  He would ALWAYS save me and it was nice that #3 could as well.