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February 5, 2008
Iím in Banana Republic, boyfriend-shirt-shopping. A really cute guy, the same size as mine, is in the shirt section too, so I ask if I can hold a shirt up to him for size. I know this seems like a line, but I donít care. Because it is.

Itís a perfect fit.

He accompanies me to check-out and walks me outside. Like a boy scout, he walks me home. Like a boy scout leader, he comes inside and shows me that, in other ways as well, heís the same size as my boyfriend.

Because he is. My boyfriend, that is.