Chapter 609 Fucking Awesome:>>Ep3

This meant that I spent half an hour fretting over which of the two nice shirts I owned that I should wear for my 'date' with Carrie. This approximately doubled the amount of time I had spent actively worrying about what to wear since Christmas. I finally took a deep breath, and went for my wildly colored and patterned Robert Graham shirt, the one with the contrasting cuffs. I call it my 'brave shirt' because I could never believe I'd found the guts to buy it. When you are a bit of a wallflower like me, it takes an effort to wear a shirt that screams 'look at me!' like that shirt does. I felt I was going to need all the bravery I could get that evening, so I ran with the shirt. I took two showers, because I was fully aware that the Al that Carrie probably remembered from eight grade had not listed personal hygiene among his strengths...