This one is the one I'm a trifle nervous about. Bob asked me out, without saying so many words. I asked him if he was going to the fair at all, and I told him it was a shame when he said no, just because I love the Fair, and I think that everyone should love the fair. When I was a tiny little girl, my parents used to have to bypass that whole section of town, during the fair, because if I saw it, I went nuts, and wouldn't stop asking when I could go.
Bob then asked what I was doing on Sunday, told him I wasn't sure yet. Might go rafting (with Misty and friends). He said that I should go to Sharks. Might work out, like I said, Perfectly, if Mike comes along. Maybe I won't have to explain a thing.
2 comments:
Wow! You're awfully dateful. I think thats a compliment....I'm still working on the word, so it's too early to be totally sure. At least you'll be busy this weekend. :)
B
oh, and watch out for crazies. They're everywhere. ;)
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