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Wednesday, March 03, 2004

Butterflies in my stomach!

Went to watch the Butterfly Effect today. Quite an intelligent movie, but that's not important. What is important is that I went with Sunshine. What a great smile! What twinkly eyes! I hope I didn't spook him out with my unwarranted dressiness though. Went a bit (read: a lot) over board, as usual.

To solve my serial-over-dressiness I have decided that I have to either go to more formal places or start renewing my wardrobe. Since I have no money to speak of, hopefully he will go to a funeral with me. Let me see... (flips newspaper to obituaries)