A Date with Donna

I’m not sure how it happened, but I’m off to the pictures tomorrow with Donna, the temporary part-time assistant from the library. I’m ridiculously nervous. I haven’t taken someone out on a date for years. Normally I get pissed and somehow convince someone to go to bed with me, or I fall into a relationship with someone through mutual friends. This is very different. Thinking about it now as I type, I don’t think I’ve EVER met someone, approached them, asked them out for a date, had a positive response, and seen it through. I’m 25 and I’m about to embark on a journey that teenagers have been taking in their stride for aeons, and I’m terrified! Maybe it’s because I really do like her, and I want it to go well. And maybe it’s because I fart like a cougar after a curry when I’m nervous so I’m likely to blow tonight out of the window in more ways than one.
We’re going to see ‘Valkyrie’ starring Tom Cruise. It’s a fictionalised account of the plot by German officers to assassinate Adolf Hitler during World War 2, and it seems to star the entire population of male UK actors, except Hugh Grant. I actually suggested ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ first, but she said ‘I’d rather watch a manly war film than some shit based on a Chris Tarrant telly show.’ Makes sense to me..
I hope Donna doesn’t mind if I get popcorn. I can’t be in a cinema without popcorn.
I’m so nervous I could shit….

RC 27-2-09
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