No matter how many bad dates I go on, I always get to come home to caring boys. That’s pretty awesome. Here’s another example of why I love living in 6A.

Scene: I get home, go straight to my room to change out of my skirt and into pajamas. Then I’m in the kitchen making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich when “Ryan” steps out of his room.

Me: I just went out with a guy who has never eaten peanut butter.

Ryan: So you’re making him a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?

Me: No, this is for me.

Ryan: Are you going to see him again?

Me: Probably not.

Ryan: Because he’s never eaten peanut butter?

No, that’s not the reason, but I’m glad Ryan thinks that would be perfectly reasonable.

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