A couple of weeks ago Jennifer called me and asked to go to the library. I agree under the one circumstance that we'd meet at Taco Bell first. And so we did. I ordered my usual grilled stuffed burrito and soft taco-- devoured the whole thing and watched Jennifer nibble on her single taco. As we ate I kept noticing this guy in the corner of my eye. And I can describe him no less of a cliche way-- he was tall, dark, and handsom. I recognized him and had met him before at a few places around town. But wethere he recognized me or not was a mystery. We didn't speak or even make eye contact but I did make a note to Jennifer, "That-- that is what I want."

And so Friday of this weekend was battle of the bands and he was there. And we were introduced. He got my cell phone number and tonight we went to Barnes and Noble. We sat in a back corner looking at books with large pictures and talking and laughing together. When we walked outside it was raining. We made a mad dash to his car and once safely, and not so dryly inside we began to rub water on each other and joke around. I had so much fun with him in that sinle hour than I think I have had in a long while. And still I feel that that is what I want...

kat