We had dinner and talked, then she went home to crash and I came back home to feed my hungry cats. She was (of course) just as nice as when I first met her.She likes me. I'm seeing her again. More later.
Yes, and no. There are so many different things to try and gauge. I knew exactly what I wanted to do before I met Neta, but I couldn't have honestly said I was sure it was the right thing to do. I think the times that one can say that must be few and far between, especially when it comes to making important choices. Meeting her has complicated the situation, but it wasn't simple before. Maybe my plans will change once we feel we've gotten to know each other a little better; maybe they won't. But I feel as if I have to find out more.
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Date: 2007-03-05 01:48 am (UTC)