my tooth hurts. I need to make an appointment with the dentist. That’s bad.
But worse, is the situation I’m in with a girl I met last Saturday night. I just sent an email revealing to this sexy young beast that I am not quite entirely “read-the-fine-print” single. She was definitely interested. Now we find out a bit more about her morals and/or ethics.
Is this possibly blossoming relationship poorly timed? Perhaps, but fortunately, things with Laura are (for now at least) very good. She knows of said vixen.
Now I wait, my gut like a 3 ton cement truck, for the vixen’s response.
(In other news, there are now quite a few pictures of Zelda over on thorsday.)