05.27.04 :: 9:52 am
He's cooking me a steak, bloody. And then we're going to watch Coma.
Last night he called me, tipsy, at 12:30 in the morning and still managed to make me laugh.
But this girl's learned her lesson. Even the ones that seem to have the greatest potential end up giving you the most grief.
Or VD. It's a crapshoot.