I went to the beach this weekend. Met the girl of my dreams, again. We hit it off perfectly, I gave her my number and she's been calling me since Monday and I'm waiting to see her again. I'm seeing her again tomorrow. She lives about a half hour from where I live. BUT, she is a little standoffish. She doesn't want me to call her or see her where she lives. She told me that she would call me and she would meet me. It's like she's in the FBI and I'm her FBI secret agent. I feel important. Other than the weird things, the conversations are good. On a side note, during the weekend, I saw a person on the beach with a patriotic fanny pack and a thong I was truly horrified.
I Like He-Man
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I barely remember the plot of 1980s He-Man, but I remember this very
clearly: I loved it with the full religious intensity of a small child who
had not yet...
3 months ago
