Along the lines of Wait... WHAT?, I do believe my heart restlessly palpitates contemplating the fact that I made a new friend.
It may be awkward, or even uncouth, but Romania. I love you.
I don't pretend to understand our new relationship, but I am ready to fall in love with you if you will have my blackened, uncouth, lazy heart.
I promise, someday we will be together. For now, keep visiting me through the faint glow of your screen and I will try to remember more of your history than the small gothic tidbits I have gleaned from fiction, hollywood and pure geekery.
