Date Numba' Three.

Yesterday was one of the best days I've had in a lonngggg while.

I had my third date with Mr. "Exclusive" last night. 

(Don't remember who I'm talking about?) Click here

And by here I mean on the "here."
I changed his name. As of last night we are "exclusive." 

Craazzzzyyyy.

So, want the lowdown on what went down? 

Here's the inside scoop.

DATE NUMBER THREE!!

We wanted last night to test our competitive sides. 

Seeing as we are both prerrtttyyy competitive people. 

(I once had a rage blackout after losing Spartarama (a high school competition) and threw my shoes at a boy's car because I thought he was mocking me.)

Last night I also wanted to throw something.

We were going to play The Farmin' Game (No, but seriously that's what its called.)

But THANKFULLY we couldn't figure out how expensive it was to buy hay to plant. 

"There aint no 'structions on these things!!"

...

Anyway, that lead to us just playing crazy eights. TEN ROUNDS of crazy eights. 

(which if you haven't played it it's exactly like Uno but with actual cards.)

We played TEN ROUNDS and I ended up loosing by over 100 points. 

...

Rage blackout anyone?

I wouldn't let him kiss me. I was far beyond pissed.

But, then we went and got milkshakes and burgers and fries at this really cute restaurant called Dicky Jo's in downtown Eugene and all was well again. 

We then came back to my apartment and played some more games. 

This one required us to be on the same team so all was well on the kissing front. 

Then we listened to music, drank wine and tried to fall asleep at a reasonable hour. 

This was after we got super sad/sleepy talking about the fact that I am leaving for Australia at the beginning of next term. 

That means we only have two months left together... More about Austalia later.

(My apartment complex had a different plan. MAN were they loud.) Ugh, who parties on a friday anymore?? 

Annoying. 

Well, yeah. 

That was my perfect friday. 

I know it doesn't sound ALL that exciting, but to me, I couldn't have been happier, or more content or with a sexier and sweeter guy. 

All was well. 

I kinda like this guy a lot. 

Yeah, I mean you, Mr. Exclusive.