I can’t believe it. I actually had a good date on Sunday night. Well, it was really a great date. The whole night had a feeling of being back in 7th grade, but not as geeky and awkward as those days were. I’m afraid to talk too much about it for fear of jinxing myself. And I really have to jump off here because my fabulously gay friend Boston is here using my other computer and threatening to masturbate with my scented hand soap. I hope there’s more news to come. And I hope my spell has been broken.