So there’s this girl, who’s going to be really mad at me for posting this.
But I really don’t care, because I need to tell somebody about how fucking great our date was. And after calling everyone in my contacts to tell them how fantastic she is, I just needed to tell the whole internet. The whole internet needs to hear my girly ramblings about how I cannot sleep because I’m so preoccupied with happy dancing. She really is all that and a bag of chips. And I have never been happier than I was today.
