I dearly hope that I can keep this mood throughout the day. I feel rather good.
Well, it's much later, but I don't feel bad. I love old music. And Ace keeps making me think. And you know how I have a weakness for guys who make me think.
Darn it, Ace, you gotta stop doing that. Somehow I'm getting the idea that you're a romantic. Which could be dizzying for my own heart and mind. I don't need to be a romantic.
And I certainly don't need you to be one.
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