Diet Coke is winning the battle...

About two years ago, I one night met a cute 19 year old guy. Young, sweet, boyishly cute, naive in some ways, a bit afraid of where life might be taking him...

Over the last couple of years, we've stayed in and out of touch, mainly online and through email. He moved to New Orleans a bit before I did. A couple of months ago, we started talking on the phone. Long conversations, fun conversations. And he wound up meeting a couple of my friends and aquaintances. But, we didn't manage to meet up again for a bit.

So, last night, one of those friends invited both of us to dinner. And we went. And it was a bit awkward at times, but it was good to meet him again. Boyishly cute has grown into handsome but still cute. After dinner, another decently sized phone conversation followed.

And today, we missed going to a movie, but had coffee in the afternoon. A little less awkward...

And tonight, he has a date with a 19 year old he met at Oz last week. And I think I'm jealous... hmmm...