Or I'm a professional, power to save the world blah-yada-bf-blah. <to be continued, romance that is>
There's a hint of a girl, woman now, who I remember as the funniest smartest sweetest [can't have more than one sweetest, sweetest] girl who ever cracked a joke, and who is as beautiful as her sister and as sexy as her sister. Let's call her Angelou [you go, God-lover!]. Now, I don't know Angelou, just a glimpse of her near church, but I can tell that I can fall in love with her easily and torturously [because she's just as efficacious as I am]. Should I even court the thought? Dunno if she's hitched, but she's also Remedios the Beauty, so she's as single as I am, if not hitched. <to be continued, today is *literal* day, meaning, no dearieferencing of word-pointers> In other words, I'm talking singleguy romantic probs, Rob.
