Is it possible? SHock HoRroR

Went to the lgb meeting last night in the end. Didnt arrive till 8, cause me being me - I had to go home, get myself a nice bit of dinner, and then beautify myself. That reminds me I have to get my hair cut - I really am starting to look like someone dragged me through a bush backwards, and not in a good way at that. When I arrived at the meeting there was about 12 people there, but I didnt recognise anybody from last week. I looked around desperately and was relieved to spot at least one familiar face, so I did the customary half-nod and half-smile and sat down. Ended up chatting to this older guy who was there, who I later discovered was actually the chaplain. Anytime I said anything to him he had this deep and meaningful "Im a really understanding/sympathetic" kind of looks. I hate talking to people like that. Everytime I finished saying someting he just sat there nodding his head, saying either "mm, yes, or that's interesting", and then said nothing so an awkward silence descended and I felt the pressure to say something else. Luckily I didn't half to talk to him for too long, that fucking mind-fucker (suppose i shouldn't really say that since he's a chaplain and all, but fuck that).

Anyway the meeting kinda broke up and a few of us headed into town. At this point I was feeling really insecure. Just because it seemed like everyone else new each other. When we got into the George, one of the 'new' guys who I hadnt seen before, but had definitely noticed at the meeting seeing that he was really good looking - tall, dark and all the rest sista! - came over and introduced himself. He was really nice, from Dingle and we talked for the whole two hours or whatever we were there for. We even swapped numbers. He had to leave to meet up with his cousin or something, and asked me to stay. Of course, I didn't. When the rest of them announced that they were going home after only two pints, I decided to go with them. I just wasn't prepared to sit there on my own cause then it definitely would have looked that I was well-keen in the Dingle guy. He had already txt me at this point so I txt him to let him know I was going. He really did want me to wait but at this stage I had left already. He txt me a good bit last night, and then he txt me again this morning - which was pretty cool. Im looking forward to seeing him next week. I don't really know if I'd be into him as such, but I found him really easy to talk to, and besides, my aim at this point is just to make some gay friends, which I seem to be accomplishing, slowly but surely. But I do get the feeling that he likes me. Which makes me feel really really good:)

Looking forward to tonight too. Although I have just recently found out that Deco's birthday is taking place in the Turk's Head. My disappointment is due to the fact that I think the Turk's Head is the smelliest, sweatiest place Ive ever been to in town (although there are alot of cute guys there). Just once I dont stay downstairs for too long, I should be ok. Oh and the last time I was there some absolute geek was wearing the same shirt as me - how embarassing. He even gave me the fucking 'thumbs up' across the dancefloor. Note to self: do not wear that pin-stripe shirt.