I just got back home from Oliver's.
I did NOT sleep with him. I just crashed there cause it got so late and we were having a really great time. He has a spare room and was a complete gentleman.
The date was nice and as you already know we ended up back at his flat afterwards. He showed me all his photos which were so beautiful. I love this part, the bit where you smile every time you see them and you get really nervous in case they don't laugh at your jokes. (Although laughing at my jokes may be a sign of mental illness.)
Is it bad that I want to call him? No I can't call him I just saw him that's weird and needy. I really want to call him. (Having an argument with yourself is also a sign of mental illness.) I'm not going to call him, am going to conduct myself in a mature and not-pathetic way. (Must keep the crazy girl brain in check till he likes me too much to run away.)