How did we meet? She says...

After a night of touring various watering holes with my friend Neal*, we ended up at a party downtown. It was late late late at night, and after deciding that drinking a pint of wine was a good idea, we noticed a goofy guy in the kitchen who happened to be a friend of a friend of a friend. A few days later, Neal, Mags*, Lance and I were at the Black Dog to partake in their ridiculously cheap libations in honour of the birth of the Black Dog. I pointed out that the goofy guy from the party was also at the bar. I couldn't really remember if we had been introduced or talked to him, but I remembered that he was funny. Fortunately, Lancey knew who he was.

Jason came up to our table and sat down announcing that he was our new best friend. He graciously entertained Mags and I as we persistently quizzed him on the important things in life (music, dreams, aspirations, loves had and lost, favourite drinks, travelling, the meaning of life, general life philosophies). We quickly found out a few things about him: he was in a band that we loved, he was freaking hilarious, he fit right in and was generally just super awesome.

Inevitably, Neal and Mags decided that I should date him. I, however, didn't want to be in a relationship. We kept on running into each other and hung out a couple of times. I had decided that, regardless of whatever anybody else saw between us, I definitely did not have a crush on him. Impervious to his charm, we started dating in January and I fell in love almost instantly.

*name has been changed to protect anonymity