So...did the speed dating. With some notable exceptions, this was a much older and more infirm crowd than the dance floor last night. I'm still waiting to see which matches come back, although one match is extremely clear. Girl's finishing her English PhD in Disability and LGBT studies at Berkley. She is, herself, disabled, but the important thing is what she makes of it--she doesn't let it get her down, right up to the point that she likes dancing, so she mounts up on crutches and dances. I really admire that.
It was like the polar opposite of the night before--an incredibly intense psychological connection (we think the same way about a lot of stuff). The physical connection was minimal, however. You know, this whole scenario is getting me to re-analyze my life. Before, I would have said that personality matters more than anything. And yet, the Saturday connection kept me awake just thinking about it, while the events of Sunday did not (then again, maybe I was just more tired and am reading too much into this).
Of course, I may be overselling the emotional match. Apparently her "type" is usually butch lesbians and/or transmen. I am neither. I'm very on the submissive side, would rather have someone else take charge. I'm guessing she's similar (partly from what I've read of her personality, but partly just for practical reasons). Two people who don't want to take charge may not work very well.
EDIT: Oh right: made cauliflower and cheese for work potluk. Cheese sauce has too much flour, and has the occasional spoonful with the aftertaste of undissolved flour. Cauliflower is probably too soft. Still overall yummy.
