Well, he didn't really, but he hurt me, and he hurt himself. Every weekend morning after Black Hawk has eaten, he wants me to open the blinds and the windows so he can get some sun and some bird watching in. So, this morning I went lifted the blinds. Opened the window a crack. And I bent down to look outside. Right then Black Hawk comes bounding up between my legs on to the windowsill and in the process his head hit the side of my head and he held on for dear life with his claws. Which went right into my nail bed on my thumb. I can barely hit the space bar now. P-Dub thought it was pretty funny. But I was very concerned...about Black Hawk. I mean my head was hurting...and my head is about 4 times the size of his. And it's very hard. What if he has brain damage? I keep watching him to see if he's twitching or acting weird. Which is kind of hard because he's always weird...Only I would bonk heads with my cat. So, I guess he's just as weird as I am.
I went out Friday night, and....I met someone. We really, really hit it off. I think some of you who know me really well would be shocked at how good looking he is. His name is Paul, he's 29, and he's only been in San Antonio for about a week. Anyway, we talked all night, I drank a little too much, and so did he, so the night didn't actually end that well because there was an argument between him and Andrea. I thought he was a little rude, and also maybe he would be scared off. But we were texting last night, and we're going to meet up next Friday. I really do think he should apologize to Andrea first though. Although, I'm so green with this dating thing...I almost think that's too much to ask when you're getting to know someone. I don't know, you tell me. Saturday I pretty much did nothing but recover. And then Sunday, Andrea, Gabby, and I went hiking. We did a Level 4 out of 5 trail for an hour and a half. I'm not sure how many miles it...
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