One girl. One college. Three thousand guys. This blog is a blow-by-blow [yes, that was a dirty pun] account of the social (and usually sexual) misadventures of a commitment-phobic and ironically promiscuous virgin.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

sixty-one and counting

Chuck sent me sixty-one pages of poetry last night.

I really liked a lot of them.

What is wrong with me? We were on the phone for an hour yesterday in the middle of the afternoon, and then between the texts and the emails - I don't even know.

Seriously, why isn't he just here?


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