Three Days of the Condor

You appreciate cinema. That's a cool movie. Chic and spysexy. I am listening to it in the background as I type.

*****

RedacTed. We, will, be awesome, together. I am certain. I didn't go to Penn because I was stupid. I didn't do work for ONI because I was a liar. I wasn't sent to Gifted in 2nd because I was the dumbest in my grade. I am fixated on you for good reasons. Not because you're a hot girl I decided on and am stubborn.

If you were not so interesting I wouldn't put up with your demurs. If I didn't believe we would be fucking incredible together I wouldn't be wasting my entire life trying. I really want to meet my forever girlfriend and I am not going to waste one second on any other task except finding her. If you weren't her, to me, I wouldn't be wasting all these seconds on you.

I am sorry for, hitting on your friend. I am sorry for scaring? you. Definitely for pissing you off. I am sorry for embarrassing you but all publicity is good publicity. I am sorry for refusing to take no for an answer, but you never actually said no to me. You said one thing and it was nice. You liked what I said on one of your posts. Then I insulted your creepy uncle and you blocked me and you know the rest of the story.

I am sorry about all of that as it affected you negatively. I was only wanting to affect you positively. I said some mean things to you. Called you the R word in frustration that you weren't as fast to realize how awesome I am as I am to how awesome you are. I appreciate as a fantastically attractive woman you have been hit on since time began, probably. And I was, just another in a long line of tongue out boys hoping to get into your pants.

I am still that. But I want, you. The person. The smart. Vivacious. Badass creative comediane.