I'm in a new relationship. Isn't that always the reason why we stop writing our friends? There's this woman. We'd met before, but the last time I talked about her I didn't know the first thing about what I was saying. Now I'm trying to get to know her. Cleo. Cleo Cleo Cleo.
I've been learning what her father was like, what her mother believed. Where she went to school. Why she does the work she does. All that stuff you have to talk about when you think you might -- you know -- be going there with somebody new.
And yeah, I'll confess it: I've been trying to understand what turns her on. That's taking me a while. I'll let you know if I make any progress.
In the meantime: did you know that Condi Rice loves KISS?
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