10 years ago on Wednesday, I went across the street to Calhoun Hall to borrow a calculator from the cute engineering frat boy that I met at a party. I needed it for my stats exam the next day. How sad of an excuse is that? Of course, I ended up staying there way too late, involved in a drinking game of Jenga. Four days later he came to my apartment to watch Chasing Amy, and the rest is history.
This picture was taken at Winter Formal in February, 2001, about 2 months after we started "dating."
It's amazing how fast 10 years goes by when you're having the time of your life. Love you mucho smoocho, Pookie!