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March 08, 2005
Awwwwdorable
Michele at A Small Victory tells the story of a friendship/e-romance that began on AOL and wound up in marriage.
Their first face to face (or, um, f2f, I guess) meeting:
He looked up. I knew right away it was him and my first instinct was to just stand there like an idiot and stare at him. Which I did. And his first instinct was to just stand there like an idiot and stare at me. Which he did. I’m not sure what happened next. He insists that I made the first move an practically tackled him with a bear hug and shoved my tongue down his throat. I think he made that up, because I remember him walking towards me. Either way, it wasn’t quite the romantic moment I thought it would be and frankly, it was kind of awkward. For just a few moments, though. When we regained our composure and he smiled and I smiled and he reached for my hand, I knew. He knew. Yes, we could take that intensity and urgency and those deep conversations and carry them over into the flesh.
And I'm not doing too shabbily myself, I'm happy to say. I'm proud to announce that I've developed quite the budding friendship with the tech-support staff at DirtyFootedHighSchoolHarlots.com.
A swell bunch of guys. We're thinking of joining a bowling league the minute Stinky's mom lets him off his grounding and lets him drive the station wagon again.