Norm laughed really hard.
The rest of my family laughed.
I'm laughing a little bit as I write this post.
Oh, Norm....
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
I love your brain
Sunday night my family was holding the weekly "Megan Dating Intervention" meeting (which I try to avoid at all costs). Norm had advised me to do something silly like "just plant one" on a boy. I told him that I didn't need to kiss a boy to get him to fall in love with me, because someday someone is going to fall in love with me because of my brain.
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I love your brain. I'm serious.
Man, I hate the dating intervention...glad to see I'm not the only victim.
Sorry I missed it. For the record, I would have been in your corner.
Now, I can't speak for the aesthetics of your physical brain, but from what I'd picture doesn't necessarily look all that great. Not that you'd be alone in that, I mean, how attractive could a gray lump of fatty tissue be?
However, I do find your writing quite intriguing. And by my standards, an intriguing mind is an attractive one.
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