My friend, Michael, is my hero. This man is a wonder. I don't know if you recall, but back at the agent's party, he forced Tall to take my number. Tall never called, BUT he did figure out my last name to friend me on Facebook and tell me that he lost my number. Witty banter, witty banter, he still hasn't asked me out, but lots of witty banter.
I want to string a dainty gold necklace through Michael's ears and wear him around my neck. This man does not dilly dally, and he refuses to let others dilly dally as well. With him at my side, we'll get those 30 dates by... February, maybe?