Two days ago, I gave myself the mission of finding a new crush within a week. So far, no luck. Probably because I haven't left the house. And I thought about cyber-crushing, but that's no fun, unless you're a creepy Internet stalker and, really, what's the point of getting all excited and looking good for Ryan Gosling when you know it's a one-way window. The point of the crush, after all, is to fill your belly with butterflies in the hope that he, she, or shim will notice you. And the world wide web, while wide with options, just doesn't offer the same excitement. So, today, I will try and leave the house, and I will look for my crush at Target, the train station, and all over the city until I find he, she or shim. Let the race begin, then get stalled, then begin again.
Mark Jason Williams
I find trouble wherever I go