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I notice it's almost been a week since my last post and I can't help but feel guilty. I don't really have anything to write about - one of the toughest things to do is go about your day actively thinking about what you're going to post about later on. I remember trying to do that when I first started posting, but then what gets in the way is what always gets in the way: Life.

So Mag and I were hanging out yesterday and as we were sitting in bed eating McDonald's (world's sexiest date, I know), I was suddenly overcome with this story idea. I typically get these random flashes at the most inopportune times, usually when I don't have a pen or pencil to write these things down. I end up waking up the next day and not remembering what the heck I wanted to write about, just that it was fantastic, and I'm mad at myself because there goes a great story idea.

Luckily this time I had my cell phone with me so I paused to type it up, pretending to set my alarm clock or something so Mag wouldn't think I was ignoring her. (As if, Mag was too focused on her delicious, delicious fries to really care.) So here it goes:

The backdrop is a pretty spartan looking room around 9 AM when the sun starts peeking through the blinds, awakening a boy and a girl who have spent the night together after a drunken tryst. They sit up and both know it's bad, bad news - neither can remember each other's names and both are afflicted with splitting headaches. This is definitely going to be a morning of shame filled with extreme awkwardness because the boy just politely offered to buy her breakfast (least he can do) and she just as awkwardly accepted.

They don their crispy, smoke-infested clothes from the night before and do their best to refreshen themselves, making small talk along the way. The boy can't find a sock and the girl's mascara is really smudged but he can't work up the courage to tell her. They set out into the street (the light is much too bright), and make their way to the local diner where they will engorge on a greasy breakfast special made by Fat Cook Frank.

If this was a typical morning after, he would pay, she would thank him, they would exchange numbers in the event of a future booty call, and they would never speak again. They would probably also flash a cursory smile with a small hey as they pass each other in the hall - he on his way to his Advanced Topics in Agroecology class, she on her way to her Experimental Surgery seminar.

This is, however, not a typical morning after as you may have deduced. It is actually the story of how a boy and a girl come together in a very typical and unpleasant way, but leave with a magical relationship sprouting true love. It is the story of Tim and Tara.




You hooked? =)