Dear Wooing,
Have you ever been woken up because something nasty happened to you? Well, something gross happened to me this morning. I woke up in back sweat. Yes, back sweat. What does this mean? It means that I woke up because my face was planted against Whitestar's back, and the uncomfortable feeling of wetness caused me to awake from my peaceful slumber.
How long before I get pimples? Ew. I'm sure this new development will do wonders for my dating life.
Guess what I'm doing? I'm waiting for Whitestar to finish his latest and most awesome game of Madden so that we may go to dinner. I am starvation nation, but this does not seem to affect Whitestar in the slightest. The only thing that is keeping me going is knowing that in about 15 minutes, this awful session will end and I will be only minutes away from eating delicious lamb riblets and mousakka from Kokkari.
Oh, and I just had to high five Whitestar because he scored a touchdown. This is turning into a spectacular Friday night. AND, Whitestar has now started taunting the TV/online player ... lovely.
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