Am I Truly Bridget Jones?
Ah, blimey, what's wrong with me? I went on a date with this guy D. When we got back to his apartment after dinner, my cell phone started to ring. I stopped to answer it, so I was halfway to D's door and halfway to my car. D gave me a wave and kept on walking. Looking like I had been stung by a bee,... Sign in to see full entry.