Stephie and her new boyfriend are walking around in a perfect haze of love and adoration. I’m afraid to listen too closely in case I hear “I love being stuck in traffic with you!” or “Isn’t this hailstorm just beautiful?” They give each other those googly eyes over Latin homework and all in all, it’s adorable.
Everyone has a different romance threshold. Some people propose on a kissing bridge. One of my friends bought roses and cooked dinner for his girlfriend, who thought the whole thing was a ploy to get him laid, and got pissed. Some people show their affection in other ways. I’ve heard that some boys allow their girlfriends control of the remote, but I think those girlfriends have to promise not to wander off and read a novel with a movie on. Just a thought.
I would like to take this opportunity to address those rumors that I was seen dancing through the video store singing “la la la la we have a joint account”. I categorically deny this foul slander and insist it was an unfortunate case of mistaken identity.