May 20, 2004
I'm swimming in this amazing emotion…I guess a word for it is "anticipation". But it's romantic anticipation, those couple of days right before a first date with someone you intensely like. I mean, I gave him my number yesterday and he actually called. And he actually wants to go out with me—me! There is no more perfect specimen of what God intended men to be than Tom. He is absolutely gorgeous, and every other good quality of a guy—but not too good. Just bad enough so that I want him. Badly. Finally, a promise of a semi-normal relationship.