So. Have a date tonight. and this should be a source of joy and butterflies. And it really is, especially when you've waited 3 weeks for it. But nobody really knows how these things will turn out, least of all me. I've been stood up, dumped, cheated on... so trust isn't exactly something many boys earn. Hopefully this one does. It just feels... different this time. Like there's no hesitation in the back of my mind like there usually is. So you can see why this might be a source of stress. I'm not sure exactly what to do, except wait, which, by the way, I suck at doing. Fun times. All I know right now is I have a raging case of head-spinning nervousness and a lack of any sugar in the house.