So Diana and I were on date night last night at a “local eatery”. the food was good. Sitting next to us two booths over was a guy and a gal. He was interested, she… wasn’t. When they greeted each other, he went in for the hug, held on way too long, and man, you should of seen the look on both of their faces… I got to see both of their faces, because HE MADE IT INTO A SPIN HUG. He had his eyes closed and a smile from ear to ear; he was breathing the moment in deeply, savouring it… she looked like she had just seen a puppy get hit by a car, and as her arms flailed about by her side, and as I tried with all my might to hold pack a snicker, I realized that it’s gotta suck for a girl who just wants to have a normal friendship with a guy; she just wants food with a friend, and he’s putting a downpayment on their first condo. How many times was I “that guy”? -shudder-. Thank goodness for Diana.