This doesn't apply to the car door though, right? That's how he knows I'm a keeper.

but the first one was FLAWLESS.

My fiance and I met in a movie theater. I don't find it so weird, but when tell people, they do. I made a loud joke before the movie started (before the trailers started, too. Don't worry I'm not an asshole) and after the movie he made a beeline for me. It turned out he was an extension of the same group I was with…

ok, but let's say I go to a nice restaurant, which I am lucky enough to do frequently. I excuse myself for a moment. No matter where I place my napkin, a server will come over, fold it, and place it on the table next to my plate. Is that correct etiquette?

It's almost as if I miss him, too.

Wait, I'm supposed to put the napkin on the chair? I thought the table! I'm so confused.

The second one made me tear up a little. wtf is wrong with me?

There really weren't that many details. I know she was from a mega-rich Fairfield County family, and grew up hanging with famous artists and the like, so maybe they seemed like a match before he hit the charts, but from what I knew about him, they seemed like a very unlikely couple.

Yes, she was cool. He is nasty. But I never got the details out of her.

A T.A. for one of my art history classes in college was an ex-fiance of John Mayer. It seemed pretty recent, but not recent enough where she wanted to tell us what a bad guy he was. She was more in the eye-rolling, my god did I dodge a bullet phase. Awesome person though.

The 24601 grill was pretty great...

I also feel the need to point out that for a "So You Didn't Have To," pretty effing light on the deets!

I fully support this idea. Sending picture of wrist to fiancé now.

Apparently they are Radio Disney's "Next Big Thing." They've done bit parts in a couple of movies too. Talented kids.

Yeah. I, too, had a case of the Knopes.

Lindy, I don't have much to add to the conversation because you are spot-fucking-on. But I will watch the movie again in order to call that fucking kid a cock-blocktopus, wait to see if anyone around me read this article, and if not TOTALLY TAKE CREDIT. I'm not into plagiarism, Lindy. I just want my family to think…

But… his storyline starts three weeks before Christmas. Not summer. I see your point, but it's not a summer job. Just a part-of-December job when she isn't waitressing? Cause she only waitresses on Christmas!

Nope. Mostly Gawker. But I'm an orange, too, so I probably notice your avatar more than a lot of others whenever I'm on Deadspin.

I'm always such a fan of you.

How are you in the grey? You comment all the time.