So, the "neighbor" (as I found out, he isn't actually a neighbor, he just has friends in the neighborhood, but I'm still calling him that) came over a little after ten... I'm glad, because I had been trying to reach him to tell him I wasn't going to Pockets. Anyway, we went for a walk. Just talked. He was being a little too touchy feely for my likes at some times, but it was generally okay. Nice person. He kept telling me how awesome I was. Always nice to hear.. the first five hundred times. But sheesh. Anyway, we had some good conversations.. about life, about people we knew in common... even about Latin (he took it for one year)!
Out of ten stars, I rate him a four. Cool enough to hang out with occasionally, but not date-worthy, and miles away from friend -worthy.