oh dear.

So what happened is this: Joe had some people over from his birthday. Sweet guys. All total nerds. One of them was one of their chemistry TAs. He was from Poland. Pretty cute, too. But okay, so Guy from Halloween, further now known as D2 (his name is Dan -- fuck) is there. And he introduces himself, so I'm thinking he doesn't remember Halloween... and I'm knowing that I only remember what I'm told. But after some time goes by, there is some definite tension at the party, and when everyone leaves, I end up in Dan's room. We're making out and stuff, which leads to me trying, unsuccessfully, for like an hour, to give him a handjob, which doesn't go very well, and some point around, yeah, an hour, I felt like a moron and just got up and walked out. We had talked about having a date post-spring break, so... maybe. Imagine we had a totally normal, dramafree evening. That would be pretty impressive for me and this kid. Worth a shot, right? He's nice, he finds me attractive, he lives in my building, he has a single. Shmeh. We'll see. He goes to FL today and I go to Ohio Sunday, so it's not like this is a right-now decision.