Aug 25, 2006 22:54
so stacy.
yes stacy.
im beside my self. firstly with love then with grief.
shes outgoing, hilarious, beautiful... married.
to a man no less. not that i have anything against them.
my gaydar is official shot to hell.
i saw her tonight at the local music hotspot of c'dale.
mom scolded me for not making eye contact. how the hell would she know if i made contact or not?
and besides if i had... what would have been said?
"hey, how are you? wow you look ravishing in green stacy. oh this is your husband... BOB *befuddled look to self*.
nice to meet you BOB. hope you dont mind if i steal your wife away and have an under aged affair with her.
who is more than half my age no less."
god shit!
and me miss 15 flirting and laughing
and being a selfish stupid putz.
and i have an ache in my stomache like i just took an ibuprofin
with nothing but coffee in it.