I had dinner Tuesday night with the girl I took to the Travis concert. A few of my friends told me it was crucial that I make a move, or else I'd be relegated to friend status forever.
I didn't make a move*.
The next day I told my friend, "I didn't even try to kiss her goodnight. Now she probably thinks I'm gay."
He said, "I'm starting to think you are too. Maybe it's time to face facts."
*I blame the homeless** woman for coming up and begging for change right as I walked her to her car.
**Nothing ruins a moment quite like the homeless.