Tuesday, May 11, 2004
Of the 8.5 months I've been here, tonight, I believe, was the night with the most romantic potential EVER. Rain...west village...sopping wet...no umbrella...puddle jumping...thunder...late...stroll...no cares. it was fabulous. I love you Megan, but the romantic potential would have jumped tremendously if you were taller and more mannish. Oh well. Katie, add that scenario to the list. It definitely makes the top 10. Good night all. Sweet dreams.
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