Almost ready… The next click will get you there.

By now, you should be relaxing in a chair, bed, or bubble bath. You have your earbuds or headphones, and there will be no distractions.

Disclaimer: This is not a dedication of “love.”

You must be wondering how “head over heels” the man who put this together might be. You can relax, this is just a fun way to say that regardless of how I feel, you are special, and everyone needs to know they are appreciated. I have no expectations except that you enjoy yourself and can take a moment to enjoy some good music.

Disclaimer: There is no “next step.” I’m not expecting some grand gesture. You shouldn’t either.

There are no expectations. No one is asking the other to leave their spouse here. (After all, I’ve still got a bet to win, so let me know when you and Anthony reconcile—kidding, but serious at the same time [I’m going to need that $40 pot to afford our lunches.].)

The thing that makes mixed tapes so freakin’ awkward is that there is some expectation that one person or the other is supposed to make a grand gesture of love afterward. Based on the movies, the guy typically expects the woman to suddenly realize that her friend (the subtly handsome costar [It’s not my fault that I’m so good-looking]) was always her one true love, so he expects she will drop everything, run across town barefoot, and throw herself into his less-than-manly arms.

Yuck. No. That’s too much pressure. Here’s what I expect after this: Nothing. Here’s what you should expect after this: Nothing. It’s beautiful, isn’t it! Do you feel the stress just wash away… There it goes. The stress just floated out the window.

Disclaimer: You haven’t convinced me that your intentions are honorable.

You are indeed pretty, smart, sexy, intelligent, beautiful, a savvy dresser, and a serious threat to all who might challenge you for what you desire in life and business. It’s true that your eyes may be deeper than the Pacific Ocean and that you happen to be the one person that I most enjoy spending my time with at the moment. However, I have not yet decided whether you are safe for me. Perhaps you only intend to use me for another notch in your bedpost on the way to Francis Ford Cope-a-la town. I’m just kidding…. or am I?

Since I haven’t decided yet if you are using me for my good looks, this is just a simple collection of songs to which no extra meaning should be ascribed. Click the link below and enjoy some great music.

Legal disclaimers aside, let’s get started.

Let’s get started . . . The first song is from the movie you and I discussed over dinner. If you haven’t seen it, you should watch it, but not tonight. The song hits differently when you realize what it means to “give up forever.” Headphones on… Click the button.