Firefly, don't feel bad... the girl that I'm going to marry one day is adventuring through the jungles of Papa New Guinea with no particular interest in returning to Canada, and doesn't have any attraction to me at all, as I found out first-hand in New Zealand earlier this year. That's harder to make happen than meeting anybody public right off the bat. Have faith! It'll happen, I guarantee it.
BTW, SeeGeeWhy: I still can't get that grilled-cheese sandwich comment out of my head, I still laugh hysterically whenever I think of it...
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