Now you sound like me. Question for you, how is she the girl of your dreams? When people throw out phrases like that it always makes me wonder and laugh a bit. Like, did you actually have a decent conversation or is it just that she was cute and worked for a record company?
Last night my mind was preoccupied by time and sums. Should I open one of the beers in my bag? If I do, how long before I will need to find the toilet? If I don't, how long can I stay and chat before I will need to go. How long will it take to get through the crowd? How many minutes can I handle being squished and surrounded by people on all sides before freaking out? Is it quicker to wait in the queue to use the bathroom or walk the 4 blocks home and use my own. Did my phone change hour already or do I need to change it? Blurg.
That whole toilet thing was pretty tough alright, so was the time change.