IH18YO (Incredibly Hot 18 Year Old) called me tonight. I tried calling the number she gave me, but it was really illegible, and none of the permutations I tried calling worked for me. But she called me (!), so we went to Starbucks this evening and talked for a couple of hours. I think it went well. We talked about having fucked up families (mine won), jobs (hers sucks more), and school (we tied in randomness and general floatiness of purpose). She is not in high school, but she does still live with her parents.
She has several points in her favor including: hotness, rabidly liberal, and delightfully shallow in a purposeful way. Detriments include: excessive youth and a fondness for Stephanie Miller, the most annoying woman on the radio.
There wasn't much flirting, mainly because I don't feel like I know how to flirt anymore, but it still went well, and the conversation never faltered. She went home to write a paper, and I came home to find out that the episode of Lost I taped was a rerun.
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