I have a date.

It might be a little premature for a hop, skip and a jump, but I asked her if she wanted to get coffee sometime, and she said, "Sure."

She is so very pretty and probably conservative, but, her name is Elisa, and she is from outside Cleveland, and I asked her if she wanted to get coffee sometime, and she said, "Sure."

I just hope that this does not turn out to be like the last time I asked a girl out for coffee; coincidentally, this girl, Elisa, looks a lot like her -- Glyniss.

Glyniss thought/thinks I am: a raving luny-alcoholic, with a very serious case of social anxiety.

So far, Elisa thinks (as far as I know) that: my name is Jason, I really love writing and Pittsburgh and that I seem to have a very large, first grade crush on her.

If she thinks that: she is correct.

And, well, if she wants to know about all that other stuff, all she has to do is ask.

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