Cinderella!" Dov Cried. "let Down Your Hair!

I Was Horribly Bookish, To The Point Of Coming Right Out And Saying It, Which I Knew Was Not Socially Acceptable.

But She's Not, And I Am Left To Wonder On My Own: How Does This Work, The Getting To Know A New Guy Without Revealing Too Much Desperation For His Undivided Attention?

Well Sure, Who Doesn't Need A Boyfriend? But Realistically, Those Exotic Creatures Are Hard To Come By. At Least A Quality One.

The Best Is When We All Go At Once, Like An Army Of Interrelated Popcorn Zombies Who Laugh The Same Laughs And Gasp The Same Gasps And Aren’t So Germ-phobic With Each Other That We Won’t Share A Ginormous Coke With One Straw. Family Is Useful Like That.

I've Always Been Sort Of A Closet Sci-fi Geek.