you know that feeling when a ginger girl walks into the chain book store your browsing in a Thurrock shopping centre and you pray to god for her to bump into, or step on your foot, or go for the same book so you have an excuse to have a conversation, take her to the coffee shop, learn more about her, sense an inbuilt connection, make out in the corner of a crappy clothing store and share contact addresses, or is that just me?

will better blog get.