I mean, okay. I don't know but we were talking and I said I was taking my niece and son ice skating (because seriously, watching small people fall over? Endless fun!) and then I somehow asked him? To go? And he said yes?
...that's not a date, right?
This is what I get for refilling my Ritalin today after a week off and realizing today is friday and this is the first weekend I can sit down and do something fannish. Crazypants.
*breathing into paper bag*