I'm supposed to be at work right now. Actually, I was supposed to be there one minute ago, to be exact. BUT, my mother just made some really yummy frosty mousse dessert and I just couldn't refuse!Screw the vets! Screw the urine samples! Screw the damn crusty thermometers! YOU CAN ALL WAIT! I'M EATING MY MOUUSE!
Yes.
So today was my "date" with Jimmy, if you could even call it that. He came over around 3 o'clock, I gave him a tour of my house, introduced him to my mom, and then we walked to the video store to rent a movie.
Of course, we couldn't pick a movie because we're both lame idiots, so we picked a number and found which movie it went with.
By doing that, we ended up renting Dr.Doolittle 2. It was cutely-entertaining to say the least...
Basically, the whole day was the most platonic time of my life. It was like watching a movie with my cousin. I don't know about him, but I definitely wasn't feeling the sparks, and after he left, I didn't get that "OOOOO! I WAS JUST WITH A BOY!!!" feeling...
But I don't know, whatever.
After he left my mom was like "He's not bad looking."
I rolled my eyes and went upstairs.