while in the shower this morning, this popped into my head:
middle school. lunchtime. sitting on the steps in the quad. gage. 8th grade? i think. me and doug got into a conversation about girls. i think he said something to the effect of “sure patrick, there’s got to be a chick who’d go out with you. i bet karin would go out with you.” we walk over to karin. doug asks karin “hey, would you go out with patrick?” she says “no.” didn’t really give a shit at the time.
what seemed like soon after that, doug started going out with karin. it lasted for a while actually. funny how that happens.