like it or not...it's mine
So...the short story:
1 Hot Boy + 1 Great Date = 1 Smitten Steph
The not-as-short story?
I met a very nice boy on Friday night. We had dinner, then played pool. He kicked my butt, but I blame it on the fact that I really haven't played since I lived in Ontario. A little more practice and I can bring my 'A' game again. All-in-all it was a great first date.
So happy right now. Yay!
posted by Steph at 5:19 PM
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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