I went to Borders tonight, because I had nothing else to do. There was this cute guy working there, and I occupied myself in the store for an hour while I worked up the nerve to talk to him. You can guess what happened: I bought a crapload of stuff but did not talk to him. Awesome. And now I'm really bummed out. What the hell is this? Why does this whole boy thing keep bothering me? And why can't I just work up the nerve to talk to one sometime?

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