my love life, my reality tv

i miss him but i won't give in. i love the way boyz beg after they've figured out that they've been written off. it's quite endearing. shoulda got it right the 1st time homeskillet. the gravel ain't so soft is it?

meanwhile, i went on my first date with a EuroAmerican sunday. previously, from no concentrated effect of my own, my only romantic escapades have been with "coloured" folks. he is the first to actually ask me out. we met while working for MTV several months ago. i thought he was cute and we struck up a brief convo. he's moving to L.A. & i'm considering it so i gave him my card. he never emailed or called. then thursday he just happened to come to my show with some friends.
"you look really familiar"
"you do too...oh! i know we've worked together"
"oooohhh, yeah. (pause. and a quick survey of my countenance) you look REALLY different. you didn't look like this before...you look really ...different."
sometimes i spellbind. *shrug* i can't help it. / this time he didn't forget to call.
he's really cute. the emo type w/ great style, a necessity to be seen with me. he loves animals so we connected on the "save the world" tip. he's on a reality tv show on animal planet called "king of the jungle".

the 2nd person i know to be on a reality TV show: [VIVA EVA!] (reality TV is encroaching upon my own reality. mine is the real surreal life)

we hung out with his best friend & he made real hot cocoa while we decided on what movie to see. we'd heard Closer was good but I wasn't in the mood to watch a Julia flick. for some reason we started talking about how pretty she is/isn't. i think she has a wonderful smile, but other than that she's just reggie. and kinda reminds me of a horse. my date shrugged, "i think she's pretty. but then again, i'm attracted to unconventional beauty." inside, i chuckled.
we decided on Spanglish [here's a quick review:: the writing was good. the acting was good, even Adam Sandler; Tea Leoni was funny & frightening. the direction was mediocre. overall i'd give it a: B. it's a good date movie.]

he opened the door. i was shocked and flattered each time. [*sniff sniff* i mourn the death of chivarly.] the entire night it felt as though we were tiptoeing around each other. i consciously held back; i know my personality can be overwhelming. but i'm not completely certain i wasn't just trying not to fit a "stereotype". he, asked safety questions like, "what kind of music do you like? are you just into soul? (referring to the show i hosted)" he introduced me to The Strokes who I had only heard of before (and am now only somewhat impressed with). when he dropped me off at home he gave me a really great hug, we talked the next day about seeing each other again.
it probably won't be love but it makes for fine entertainment.