Dear Neighbor:

If I forget to tell you later, I had a really good time tonight. (What, like Blondie can quote Jules and I can't?)

No, but seriously. I have a feeling that b/c of nerves, not only will I forget to tell you I had fun but I will probz also forget the entire evening. It's not you--it's your ween. I didn't do those deep knee bends and so now we're gonna need LOTS of alcohol and probably a shoe horn to get things started.

Please god don't let it look like a murder scene, aka, my first time,
b

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