Susan Miller said that yesterday would be a good day for romance for me. She was right! Because I think she would say that it totally counts when you run in to a guy that you hung out with at a bar one night while you were both near blotto and while you happened to be wearing a blond wig and when he sees you with your real hair he says he likes that better and even though you suspect he may not remember your name he suggests that you should go back to the bar where he met you more often because he's always there, which is basically exactly what happened yesterday. If that's not sweet romance I really don't know what is.

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