& so, i went on a date. with my penpal. & it was nice. we went to a movie, ate a fazoli's, & i got a blizzard. i talked nonstop like i usually do. & if there ever was a silence he would just pretend to drive off the road & it would wake me up. (haha) he killed the pretty sun i drew on the back of my receipt by coloring it red, & there were plenty of conversations about ice cream men & how i'm intimidating & the like. & even though he is losing negative infinity to twenty-two hundred, i still am starting to like him.