You know how whenever you first start dating some body, the emailing could possibly be the most useful — and worst — an element of the thing that is whole? He writes such funny, smart, adorable records you forward them to half dozen of the buddies (as well as your wacky Aunt Nell in Minnesota because, hey, you have owed her a call for months and also you would you like to put the indegent girl a bone). Then again you will find those times — and days and times — once you do not hear on facebook after our second date) to make sure you’re still alive from him at all, which make you want to type out a memorable note of your own, along the lines of: “Either SAY SOMETHING SOON or I will write your mother (I friended her. Continue reading