Coffee with Mood Ring went really well, I think. There were few awkward moments and I saw a former classmate whose name was Patrick and I introduced as Martin. He said it was ok and that he "got Martin a lot." Whoops. Anyways, we talked about art and movies and music a lot (of course). She really likes Wes Anderson and saw the Blood Brothers. I played her some Daniel Tosh and Patton Oswalt in my car and she laughed, which means she has at least a little sense of humor. The only shudder moment was when she told me she liked the Blue Collar Comedy Tour CD. I tried to keep the straightest face I could, and, given my track record last night of telling inappropriate jokes, I think I did a pretty good job of not being myself and scaring off a generally cool girl.
I didn't get to sleep until 2 a.m. and I still wasn't tired. Now, i can't keep my eyes open.
The worst part of having a beard is shaving it off.
