2000 August 19 Saturday

In April 1992--eight years and four months ago--I ask out Alexia Taylor. We're in the same high school PE class. Although I never speak to her, I listen to her, and I like her.

When I ask her out, she says no.

Tonight, Alexia and I and four others walk around Times Square, ascend the Empire State Building and eat fresh strawberry cheesecake at the Carnegie Deli.