I'm twitterpated.
And our third date is on Friday.
The reinforcements have been called in because I "have to design a lighting concept... and costume decisions".
The last time I felt this way, was well, a long time ago.
Edit: I bought filet mignon and Trojans at the grocery store Friday evening, garnering scandalized looks from my middle aged checker. I only made use of the meat. What kind of girl do you think I am?
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4 comments:
"i'm still all red!"
"i'm making you as white as i can, cher. you have to calm down!"
cheers to 2010!
ouch
Manda-
Thanks little lady. Hope CoMO is raining men for you too.
Craiger-
Twitterpated is not love, but being infatuated, or enamored. Don't take it personally, as it wasn't meant to offend. Love.
aw hon, you baked!
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