Into the awkwardness zone

I have started chatting with this guy back in Ontario. He's the brother-in-law of a guy I went to high school with, and he seems nice (as nice as one can be in a day's worth of messages, anyway). I spent a ridiculous amount of time composing a response to his message, which was in itself a response to me saying "tell me a bit about yourself."

So dorky and awkward, my fumbling attempts at social interaction.

Now I will make pancake batter, so I can have a fantastic breakfast tomorrow. Council meeting days require as much awesome as can be squeezed into the period prior to the meeting.