So I just got home from my date with Todd. Yeah. He told me I looked like Drew Barrymore (what?) and made sure I knew that she was his favorite actress. By the end of the night, I was way cuter than Drew Barrymore. So here is a tally for the night:
Number of times he referenced meeting my dad - 1
Number of times he asked “if there were some place quieter to go” - 1
Number of times he referenced us spending the night together - 2
Number of times he stated (or eluded to) he was attracted to me - 6
Number of times he sought verbal affirmation from me - 18
Number of times I gave him verbal affirmation - 0
Number of times he said the date was going “great” - 4
Number of times he referenced the “future” - 6
Number of times he called me Drew - 1
There was a point in the evening when he had his arm around me and was rubbing my back while nuzzling my shoulder. I could tell from his look that he meant it to be an intimate moment where we were growing closer together. Really, though, I just felt very sad and lonely. What is wrong with me? He obviously likes me and he seems nice, like he would take really good care of me. Why don’t I like him? Why am I so picky?
And I don’t look like Drew Barrymore.