Knowing me by heart.

You know what I hate? I hate it when people write "Happy Bday" instead of Happy Birthday. I hate it even more when they SAY "Happy Bee Day". It's like... would it kill you to add four more letters, say one more little affectation. B Vs. Birth: Does it really make all the difference?

I'm only saying this because it is my sad, hopeless romantic dream to one day have someone who will remember that I mentioned that. Who will remember how years and years ago I said how I hated it when people said Happy "Bee Day" and since they have not said it, and exchange a knowing look of disapproval and annoyance when hearing someone say it. That would be wonderful. Having someone know you by heart so that even when you lied they would know the truth, a single look could tell them all they needed to know about how your day went, and a breath of air over the telephone would expose everything.

I think I'm lovesick. But it's not for the right guy. I'm in love with Steve. But I'm head over heels for the wrong, wrong, guy.




Classic.