So quick backstory- I went on 2 dates with girls from the dating website. The first one was with the crazy chick, and the 2nd with a really hot and awesome girl whom I'm now trying to pursue Anyways, right after the first crazy date was over, i was pretty drunk, and told her I had had a great time and wanted to see her again (this was in response to her saying it to me first). However, after I went on the date with the girl I actually like, I decided I didn't want to try any more with the crazy chick. But I fucked up. She (crazy) sent me a message on facebook asking when we should meet, and I didn't reply. I don't know what I was thinking, but I kept putting it off. Then she texted me and asked if I had gotten her facebook message and if not when did I want to meet. I freaked out and said we could meet next week. So it's Saturday, and 15min till we're supposed to meet. I text her asking her if she's well known in the area we're meeting at, and if so, if we could meet outside of Narvesen (shop). She texts me back that she's at a cafe nearby with some friends, and it would be cool if I could come get her... I called my friend and we were both wtf'ing over her making me meet her friends, when I hardly even know her. Anyways, I got to the cafe almost 30min late. She was sitting with a very punk looking guy and a girl, but she came up to greet me when I saw her. When I .. Ok actually fuck that part, I'm going to skip ahead. So we get to a bar that I know is pretty hip, and we take a seet. Right away I have to hit the bathroom, so I excuse myself. When I come back, she tells me she's having wine, and then gets up and disappears. I assume she's buying her drink, so I decide to wait till she gets back before I go up and order what I'm having. 5min later she comes back and she's changed her outfit, but I don't see any wine. She sits down, and I nervously comment on how the beer prices are weird because it's cheaper to buy 2x .25l than it is to buy one .5l. She agrees, and we have an awkward silence. I keep thinking "wtf bitch why aren't you buying your fucking drink I need something now!". I try to start a conversation, but it falls flat. "Ok I'm gonna go get drinks" I finally say. I buy her the fucking $20 glass of wine, and beer to myself, and when I give it to her she barely says thanks. By now I've decided that this date has already gone to hell, and all I have to do now is survive. No pressure, just make it through the evening without dropping too much cash on her. Here are the weird things that go down the next couple of hours: 1. While im in the middle of a story, she tells me to give her my hand, and then she starts running her finger in circles over my palm, like she's reading me. I ask her what she's doing and if she's trying to read me, and she just says no, and tells me to keep talking. 2. I find out that she has a caretaker because she's insane, but apparently she was just faking it when she got the diagnosis because she wanted attention... 3. She shows me her cats facebook profile and I have to fake laugh at all the dumb pictures 4. She shows me some "tasteful" nude pictures of her taken out in the woods. 5. She was wearing dark blue contact lenses, but thankfully no blonde wig this time. She did more than this, but praise jesus the bar started playing really loud music, and we left. It was raining a lot outside, and she said she should get home because she was working the next day. The next day she sent me a message on facebook, but I still haven't looked at it. That was 3 days ago.