i should have married settle. i almost did, too. except, he was so obvious, when he got tired of waiting for the others to catch up. there was always that element of "look at me! look at Me!!" as clever as can be, but needing to be seen. he just couldn't wait. he had us all right there, at the edge, gasping, tingling, waiting to see who would exchange those furtive glances, and know where to meet (when the others went for the keg) and then he blurted out: "LOOK AT ALL THESE DNS NUMBERS FOR FUCK'S SAKE THEY ARE ALL THE SAME" and then i knew it knew it could never be between him and me. more's the pity, he was so pretty.