The Crave
This entry was written Saturday, Sept. 17, at 1305.
Last night, Anthony was DJing at the Crave, a lounge style bar off of State Street. The atmosphere is very nice and it’s a great place to have an event. The Korean American Student Association (KASA) had hired him and were charging at the door for entrance. ($9 – can you believe that?)
I had been talking with Rebeca via Facebook messaging for the entire week and had said to her that she ought to come to the Crave. She came over around 10:30. Nadya was already over. Dan had left to have some drinks with an ‘old friend.’ I wasn’t clear on who that was. Woodie seemed to not be clear either, but I think he already knew. Anyway, we left our apartment around 11:00 and went over to a friend of Woodie’s place. At 11:30 we went to the Crave.
The music was good, of course, and though when we arrived no one was really dancing, the floor filled up quickly post-arrival. We sat at a table for a while, until they had to move it to make more space. Then Becky and I danced, but went to find Nadya and Woodie. We sat on some sectional sofas and talked. I love that Becky really seems to appreciate my humor. It is very lovely to make a joke and have someone to laugh at it. I use humor a lot to express myself and my personality.
We danced a little more, and around 1 AM, Nadya decided to leave. She had had decidedly too much to drink, so was a bit out of it. But she said she was leaving by herself to walk home. Becky and I talked about this and decided to follow her home. It took us 3 blocks to catch up with her. We went with her up to her apartment, then visited a friend of Becky’s on the fifth floor of the same building. We were there for 15 minutes, and then walked around. We walked into a nice garden off University and stood by a pond and talked for 45 minutes, then made our way to the Terrace and out onto one of the piers jutting into the lake. We sat there and talked until nearly 3:30. It was cooling off decidedly by then, and so I walked Becky home.
We had a really nice time together. That is how I feel, at least. Such a wonderful experience to feel like there might be a mutual attraction. I got home that night and all my thoughts were of her. I think this might be true with anyone whom I just spent several hours engrossed in conversation. But the idea of potential, of the future, wouldn’t be like this were she not intelligent, beautiful, and female.
I’m looking forward to seeing her again.
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