There’s this pair of jeans I have in three sizes because I like them so much: 22, 18, and 16. I discovered that the 16s now fit me. So, yay!
Desmond has not decided what to do, yet, but dinner is early and cemetery is tomorrow, so those are out.
There’s a lot of things I have trouble with, right now that I learn about everyday. For example, today I learned that I shouldn’t color for very long.
Miniature golf might be tricky, too.
I went mini golfing one time on a date in high school. I won. I believe I also won a free game, that night. But there were no mini golf dates after that one; not with that guy, because we broke up in the messiest possible way.
It was kind of my fault, but he was also a total d*ck to me.
Maybe he was mad because I beat him at mini golf.