Kooties.

I'm starting to really miss the days when girls had cooties. Danny and I ran into each other at the park and we had a decent, civil conversation, and then he joined me to practice some penalty kicks...but then this girl showed up--yeah, a totally different one this time (much cuter), and he ran off. Whore.

I went to Groty's to get a bite to eat and ran into the super-nerd, who asked me if I'd seen Danny lately--and I wasn't going to lie for the sleeze, so I told her he just ran off with some redheaded chick. She started crying. Now, I'm not completely heartless, I don't intentionally go around making girls cry, but then her nerdy friends came out of the bathroom and started hollering at me! Lu--ah, her name is Lucille, apparently--she actually defended me and thanked me for being honest with her. I guess she's not so bad after all, for a total dweeb.

More later (gotta catch up again!),

~Jess~