canadian dates

for the sake of not writing anything about him, i give you, Captain. (when i mentioned that i have a blog but change all my friends names, he jokingly asked if he would be "Captain Canuck" and i'm just gonna go with it :P)

we met at a local bar/restaurant while i was out with my "host mom" in canada. he turned out to be a really sweet guy and we went on a couple dates, including a double date with a friend of his i also met that night.

over the course of about 2 weeks, we went to a nice steakhouse and had wine and good conversation. we played pool. we went out for drinks. he introduced me to some of his friends and watched extras (british comedy) at a girl friend's house; i fell asleep half leaning on him. we sat in the driveway and talked in the middle of the night. we listened to a live band at the same pub/restaurant. we played more pool; we sat on the couch of the pool hall and just talked. he gave me chocolate bunnies "in case the easter bunny can't find you in japan." he walked me to the door. he had to deal with me as i was like an awkward teenager standing on their own porch not sure if he's going to kiss me and if i'm going to kiss back. (it was a PG peck on the cheek and a hug goodbye.)

he sent me a really sweet message saying he was sad i was leaving just when things were getting interesting. he said he wished i was going to be around a little longer but that he had a great time getting to know me. there's a chance i'll be back in canada again on the same trip in two years and he said i'd better not to make him wait that long to see me again.

oh my timing is so horrible. but it was a nice little day-dream while it lasted.


speaking of timing, i went to bed friday night at 12:30am and woke up at 3:30am and 7:00am on saturday. i couldn't stay up any longer and crashed from 4:30pm-10:00pm. i've been up since then and the trains will start running soon. i love jet lag. yuck.