So the other night, as I’m pull my head out of a Bronte novel and find myself wandering around the house in my underpants listening to David Gray and eating peanut butter from a spoon, it occurs to me I *might* be mopey
My friend has just gotten started on internet dating. So far she’s gotten way more hits than she expected (YAY!), but the emails she’s been getting are clearly indicative of the fact men have forgotten how to pitch woo (Boo…). Now, the pitching of woo is a different thing from the hurling of sheep or … More Day 90 – whatever happened to the pitching of woo?
Brian ducks down to get through the small door, steps into the court. Mike is already warming up, lazily bouncing the ball off various walls. “Hey, how’d the date go?” “Alright… I guess.” “Yeah. What’d you do?” Mike lines up to serve, really launches it. Brian dives for the corner, sneakers squeaking, thwacks it high … More Day 89 – Smart Girls, Pretty Girls