Why my boy is the cutest in the world
March 8, 2006 § 6 Comments
… especially when he sends me an email like this:
This may seem a little forward, but I just wanted to say that I
think you’re cute. I’ve noticed you around, mostly in our apartment, sleeping in
the bed (on the other side of the monkey), and I think I’m finally getting up
the nerve to ask you out.
What do you say? Will you go on a date with me?
Say, tonight? Midtown Art at 7:40,
preceded by dinner at Apres Diem or the Highlander.