:: Searching for Puck... ::
The mostly-daily saga of a 22 year old girl in search of eldorado, good books, a pen, a spare set of keys, the secret of immortality, or shiny objects, depending on when you ask her. |
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:: Tuesday, January 01, 2002 ::
Okay...Aden is forgiven.
Of course he is. I mean, I've been talking about him so much, it isn't as if I can write him off for forgetting to call me. He assured me it wasn't the case and apologized profusely.
He's so cute! :) I'm so glad he didn't turn out to be just another typical male, after all. He said he was thinking about me last night....that's a good sign, right? Eh. This internet getting-to-know-someone thing is highly taxing. I'm going to call him tomorrow. He IM'd me first, that is the equivelent of calling, sooo..now it's my turn. Right?
Right??
In any case, I'm relieved. He sounds like a really good thing, and I definately want to see if that's true in person! ::smiles lopsidedly:: I'm happy again. Very happy.
We're going to have dinner or something the next time we're both free, which is hopefully sometime this week!
Oh my god. What am I going to wear?
:: Fox 1/01/2002 11:11:00 PM [Say what?] ::
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