We sat across from each other at a communal table at Topanga Living Cafe early summer and chatted for a bit. You have gorgeous blue eyes, a beard and an Italian Greyhound named Linguini. I'm the woman with the Krink sticker on my laptop that you noticed; I got a bowl of water for Linguini. I haven't been able to forget you and have kicked myself for not being bold enough to give you my number. I've even gone back to TLC around the same time of day a couple times hoping we'd cross paths again. If you see this (or someone who knows you does!), I'd like to ask you out.
