I went on a date. With a guy. We’re both nerds, so it was cool, but there was so much awkward. Still, I felt comfortable enough to open up about fanfic and Tumblr. He was like “…” so I was like “How ‘bout those Avengers?” and the night continued.
It was okay, and we’ll go out again, but I couldn’t stop thinking, “My Tumblr friends would have laughed so much harder at that joke. My Tumblr friends would have gotten that reference. Ugh. Why am I out with this person when I could be at home on Tumblr talking to people who understand me about shit that’s more awesome than this TGI Friday’s could ever hope to be.”
I fail at dating, but I’m not ready to give up. He showed up for our first date (seeing Avengers) in a Ghostbusters tshirt and when Thor was trying to get Loki to “Give up this poisonous dream, and come home” he whispers, “It’s almost Asgardian Christmas!” and I died of laughing and ship feels.
God, I hate trying be a good date. I can hang out with my friends, no problem, but dating? WHERE DID ALL THIS PRESSURE TO BE GIRLY AND CLEVER COME FROM HOLY FUCK I JUST WANT TO WATCH NETFLIX AND BITCH ABOUT SOCIAL JUSTICE ISSUES GODDAMN I NEED TO POST A GIF ABOUT MY FEELS I CAN’T EVEN RIGHT NOW.