I had another date Friday night with The Rock. I'm pleased to say it went well. He was on time. Which made me happy. Honestly. I could have cared less about what we did. The fact that he was on time was all that mattered to me this weekend.
He arrived at my place to pick me up. We then went to a nice little restaurant that isn't far from where I live. Neither of us had eaten there before, so we went on the recommendation of people we knew. Good atmosphere, but the food was less than good. Maybe there are certain days the food is good. Either that or the people who recommended the restaurant to us just don't know what good food is.
Anyway, we decided to rent a movie and crash back at my place after dinner. While I can't tell you how the movie ends, I can say the first half of The Dark Knight is pretty good. I asked The Rock if he would like to stay the night, but he declined. He said he was on call starting Saturday morning through Sunday evening for his group and he really needed to be rested. So I sent him on his way and went to bed alone. Sure, I was a little disappointed that he didn't stay, but I understand why he didn't.
All in all, it was a good date. I'm looking forward to next weekend.
I love when I don't know how movies end, but only when I'm watching with a boy
I am happy you had a good date, want to send one of those my way?