Will You Accept This Rose?

Two nights later my computer died. Died. Like, one minute everything was fine, and the next minute there was a flashing question mark on the screen. Before I could place a hysterical call to my own personal tech support, he texted. (Cute, btw!) I seized the opportunity to set up an emergency computer consultation (date?) for the next night.

We met for dinner, and when I walked up I thought- cute! Love it when you find them cuter each time. Over dinner, I did my best to overcome the death sentence my computer had received from the "genius" bar that day. Mark asked if I watched reality TV, and while I listed off the less embarrassing answers to that question (project runway, top chef), I suddenly gasped. I had forgotten that it was Monday night, the finale of the Bachelorette! Hearing my gasp, he knew. He admitted that he watched the Bach too! Umm, what? This date has just gone from good to great. We finished up and headed back to mine to watch the show. How fun is that?

Two hours later, Deanna finally chose Jesse (Mark declared them doomed), and I drove him home. I was hoping for a little kiss, but all I got was a peck that landed somewhere between my mouth and my cheek. Hmmmm... keeping me on my toes? We had plans for another computer clinic- my poor sick laptop was still getting me dates!