juicy pants

I was downtown today, going present shopping for my Mum (she's turning 50 tomorrow - what the fuck!), and a guy stopped me on the street. He was tall and cute, and tolerably hipster, and he asked me where the nearest bars were. (lol we were on Granville and Robson...dummy!)
Long story short, he basically asked me out for a drink, and I was so flustered because I had to rush home, that I didn't even realize what he was doing! I'm so stuuuuupid!
It's especially stupid because I've been on a secret search for new boys, and I had a legitimate thing which stopped me from fulfilling it.


I'm a dink.