If I wasn't smitten before, I'm smitten to all hell now.
On Friday, we met up by accident-I was going to the Red Dragon in uptown, and she was leaving this Yoga place she goes to. I honked, she said hi, and then I asked her if she wanted to go. As it turns out, the Red Dragon is one of her favorite places. So she comes along and meets many of my friends(who just love her). After that, the two of us went to the Uptown Diner and slow danced to some punk music.

Monday, she called me up, asking what I was doing that day. I told her I was planning on going to Fort Snelling to visit my dead grandfather, then to Lakeview, to see Wellstone's grave. I asked her if she wanted to come along, she said yes, and I had the most fun ever at a cemetery.

How alike are we? Well, we were walking through Fort Snelling, then this headstone with the last name "Westerberg" pops up, and we both stop and look at it, at exactly the same time. We didn't even have to wonder if each other were thinking the same thing. Cool. I've never had that with a girl before.


I'm happier than a dog eating his first cat. Woof.

On another note, she's going with me to Prince. She's a punk girl, but she likes Prince. How cool is that?