![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
THIS WEEKEND: insanely awesome and productive socially, and all the more a resounding failure on the get-shit-done-for-uni-FUUUUCK side! Saturday evening was spent being wined and dined chez Miss Olga, with the evening's entertainment being moaaar Skins (EVERYONE'S SUCH A DIIIIIIIICK GOD :DD) watching and my continued indoctrination of her into the cult of Punditry (Jon Stewart's '96 HBO Special, o how I have watched you about 7 times already and still you remain awesome). I am still thinking about that Himbeersahneschnitte though, dude that was so tasty.
Now this Sunday I spent with previously mentioned Scruffy St. Pölten Dude (Marc). We ended up meeting at one-ish at the Westbahnhof, and proceeded to spend the next six hours chatting up a storm and hitting up multiple Sbucks and McD's for warmth and coffee/hot chocolate breaks, a late lunch at the Vapiano and more coffee at the Kurkonditorei Oberlaa. Our circuit was basically the entire Mariahilfer, then we walked from there to the Innenstadt past the Hofburg until we hit the Kärtnerstraße. Best walk of normally quite large distance, ever! Hot damn was it ever so much fun, we apparently do have a lot in common, yet enough differences to make friendly debates happen and it was just a blast. Though I did figure him for around my age, apparently he's 24 already (babyfaaaaaaace) and readily admits himself that he is a bit immature. Which uh okay, you could notice, but it was still in the acceptable adorable-jackass way that I am apparently susceptible to. I blame constant exposure to the dudes in my RIS Swiss Sec days lolol.
It was the oddest thing though, because I am still not sure if today was a date or not, because if you discount the fact that he paid for everything(!!) and kept asking if I was sure I didn't want anything else to eat/drink, I felt like I had just spent a very awesome day hanging out with Migel. He tried to go for the handshake when we parted ways, but I hugged him instead because lol, A HANDSHAKE?? Don't know if I'll have much time this January to really see him often though, but I've already wrangled a promise from him to show me around if I ever come down to St.Pölten. And I actually would like to, to be quite honest :)
ALSO HE IS (A BIT) TALLER THAN ME AND HAS CUTE HAIR SO THAT CRITERIA IS SOUNDLY REACHED :DD
Now this Sunday I spent with previously mentioned Scruffy St. Pölten Dude (Marc). We ended up meeting at one-ish at the Westbahnhof, and proceeded to spend the next six hours chatting up a storm and hitting up multiple Sbucks and McD's for warmth and coffee/hot chocolate breaks, a late lunch at the Vapiano and more coffee at the Kurkonditorei Oberlaa. Our circuit was basically the entire Mariahilfer, then we walked from there to the Innenstadt past the Hofburg until we hit the Kärtnerstraße. Best walk of normally quite large distance, ever! Hot damn was it ever so much fun, we apparently do have a lot in common, yet enough differences to make friendly debates happen and it was just a blast. Though I did figure him for around my age, apparently he's 24 already (babyfaaaaaaace) and readily admits himself that he is a bit immature. Which uh okay, you could notice, but it was still in the acceptable adorable-jackass way that I am apparently susceptible to. I blame constant exposure to the dudes in my RIS Swiss Sec days lolol.
It was the oddest thing though, because I am still not sure if today was a date or not, because if you discount the fact that he paid for everything(!!) and kept asking if I was sure I didn't want anything else to eat/drink, I felt like I had just spent a very awesome day hanging out with Migel. He tried to go for the handshake when we parted ways, but I hugged him instead because lol, A HANDSHAKE?? Don't know if I'll have much time this January to really see him often though, but I've already wrangled a promise from him to show me around if I ever come down to St.Pölten. And I actually would like to, to be quite honest :)
