Pick a date?

Really?

Should it be planned? Plans always give me the heebie jeebies, and make me feel I can (have to) run from them too.

Leaving it up to fate hasn't worked too well over the years.. but planning it?

Thrusday, october 12: Go to lab, go to his house, have lunch, make out, shower, oral, sex, cab, home, hide under the bed.

Doesn't sound very good.