ONE DAY AWAY FROM VALENTINE'S DAY!!!
And I'm scared crapless. I've decided to give my chic (or politically correct: hopefully-to-be-my chic) the Valentine's Day junk I got, but NOT the stuffed dog, I think that's going too far, and may make me look too desperate (even though I am

). So I'll be giving her a CHOCOLATE rose, a card (with a cat on it!), and a small box of chocolates. That should get her to want me, I mean, who doesn't like free chocolates?
Guess what happened today. I was in the computer lab to work on my French project, and my chic walks in (I knew she was coming, she is in my French class...), and without hesitating, or even looking around, she goes for the computer right next to me! I was very happy of course, but we had to keep quiet because there was a class going on, but we still talked quietly. She needed to translate some Russian into English, so I told her to go to the Babelfish thing. Then we got into talking about languages, and I said how Hebrew was my first language, but I was forced into a speech theorpy class in school (this was in the US), which made me loose my accent, and made me loose all my knowledge of Hebrew. So we went on talking, and I said "Well, the only Russian I know is "da" (which means yes)", and she said "Ha! How pithetic!". At first I was stunned, but then I realized that she was looking at a picture and commented on that. She showed me some pictures of her friends from Winsconsin (actually, her friend from Winsconin was damn hot!, but I'll stick with my chic

). I was quite satisfied with our conversation, and would definitely want to go out with her. And I wasn't nervous! Didn't even soil my pants, ooooh yeah! But one bad thing did happen. One horrible thing happened. This; she was going to a web site, and suddenly her computer went to the blue screen of death (the blue screen, with a fatal error), and she pressed a button and it went back, so obviously she had to restart it. She asked me, "Warren! What do I do!", and I said "press control alt delete", and she only pressed control and delete, and at that instint, I knew that she was parshely COMPUTER ILLITERATE! AHHH!! Well, she can type quite fast, and get her way around, she just doesn't know the deeper stuff, like how it works. Oh well, not every chic is perfect
Oh, almost forgot, she loves my pocket PC

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