the b-squared fiasco.

tuesday night...first of its kind.
discourses of bom. hanging with cousin.
klondike bars. three kinds.
out of nowhere...second impression time.
hi.
b-squared. cool sweater.
so...where do you live?
minutes and miles.
yes. i remember sunday.
remind me soon. he remembers.
but don't worry...he'll be here.
[[apparently second impressions aren't my forte either]]
plans for running it all off.
out the door.
is that a parking spot?
[[third impressions? similar to seconds]]
somehow...i forgot to say goodbye.
he remembers.
should have asked about friday.
i have no idea where to park.

fiascos are what i'm all about.