I had never fully understood how meaningful a midnight snack
could be until, one night, I was reading the first story
from Winnie the Pooh to a friend of mine. Fake British
accent and all. Actually, she wasn't a mere friend, she was
my girlfriend. Come to think of it, I am not quite satisfied
with that title, because regardless of her being my
girlfriend, she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.
As a matter of fact, I could simply tilt my head a bit to
the left and I would notice that the description from the
previous sentence still suits her quite well! Well, enough
about me, let's talk about my girlfriend a bit. Then again,
talking about my girlfriend means talking about me, so I
think we should talk about the most beautiful girl I have
ever seen.

Well, she has deep-blue eyes and golden-brown hair. Her
initials could stand for no longer than two seconds without
being noticed. Excuse my humor. Her initials could stand for
Kute And Mine, but they don't, and as I've said, enough
about me.

I guess that's about all I have space for right now. I'd
love to stay and tell you all about my life, but I've
already introduced her, and that will suffice for the time
being.

The reader should probably be wondering by now what on earth
the snack has to do with anything. As a matter of fact, it
doesn't, but you can always count on Winnie the Pooh to
cause your brains and stomach to start working.

Besides, I personally think it's a good opening line.

RIL

17.1.2005
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