Gaarrrggghhh

I'm a crazy fool - so much so that Mr. T would be pity me, then euthanase me with a snickers bar.

I have facebooked the ooma in a attempt to seem casual and hide my hyperventilation. I have asked her, and her alone, out for dinner.

She knows what she'll say
You know what she'll say
I know what she'll say.

NO.

But the hopeful part of me wees a little bit in excitement, which may well cause a problem in a fledgling relationship

Gaaaarggghhh