No Regrets

There is an XKCD comic titled Regrets that I didn’t want to be on the wrong side of. So, at the party tonight, there was the girl I’ve been hanging out with a lot. I decided to make the plunge and kissed her.
I have no regrets over that, which is the point, but I don’t think it is leading anywhere. She might just want to be friends. Which is annoying if you are only going to see someone for a weekend. Even a long one. And it was more of a friendly, chaste kiss than something that might indicate more.
But Montréal has been fun. Especially with all the late night partying. (Is that the sun coming up?)
Is it because I’m on vacation, or is it the city? I’m having a much easier time approaching women here. It still doesn’t mean I get anywhere. I’ve noticed I’m a social butterfly. (I might not be using the term correctly.) I will start a conversation with a woman, but as soon as the talk has covered the first subject, a big flashing “ABORT” sign goes off in my head and I thank her for her time and move along. My brain obviously is out to sabotage me. I need to learn to stretch out a conversation.
I did catch one hot girl checking me out and I approached her. She started the talk by wanting to take a picture with me. Happy to oblige. But I remain suspicious. I got the impression she liked men fawning over her, so I didn’t want to be just another trophy trying to get her attention. But now that I write this out, I’m thinking, she was checking me out? So it’s not like I’ve been given a bad sign.