it was a terrible spring: Aug. 05, 2009 (8:35 am)

sometimes i tell you that i knew you liked me when i asked you what you were playing on the jukebox and your answer went on for minutes and sometimes you tell me that you knew i liked you an hour later when we sat at the table with your brothers and i put my hand on your knee which you don't know is the exact same way i put my hand on the knee of a forty three year old tenured law professor one month and four days earlier when i sat alone at a different bar with a book for a different class and he asked "isn't the reading light better at simon's?"

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