dates on airplanes
can i just say how much i HATE shopping for snow gear? especially pants! it took me three, i repeat, THREE hours of pulling down, pulling up damn pants to finally find one, single pair that fit. the xsmalls were too short and the smalls were too big. i ended up getting one in the mens' section. isn't that great to know...
today, i met up with the writer-guy i met on the way back from Japan. he writes mainly for ones like Outside, Wired, Yoga International and other travel publications. i wasn't really in the mood to invest my time in getting to know someone better. sunday laziness i suppose, but for some reason didn't want to flake. i guess my out-drinking him on the plane ride back just wasn't enough to scare him away. i'm glad i didn't flake because we ended up meeting with his gorgeous friend, who i swear, was God's gift from heaven for little me. *happy valentine's day amy hwang* surfer bod, model face, mad style. i know this sounds shallow, but he is way too attractive, but surprisingly has thee best personality that just made my day a billion times better. his smile, ugh, melts my heart. he's one of those guys that i never fathomed existed. it was sort of an awkward situation...the two of us flirting, harmless of course, while the other observed. too bad that would be the farthest it could go. i met his mom on the plane, who was also stunning (they were all coming back from Bali - too bad he wasn't on MY flight!) he lives directly across the street from the beach, how lucky is he? it's ironic he imports furniture, yet, he had none in his apartment. i have recently noticed the different priorities each guy has, but i won't get into that because that will take up too much of my time. so after leaving there, i was pretty much bored. i wanted to go home. i had no attention span for him after focusing all my energy on his friend. before i left, we watched the sunset and it was really comical because the whole time he was trying to find that "connection" he claims we had on the plane. that may have been true but not after he took me to his friend's. how mean am i? real mean, but really, he did it to himself. i'm just being honest.
today, i met up with the writer-guy i met on the way back from Japan. he writes mainly for ones like Outside, Wired, Yoga International and other travel publications. i wasn't really in the mood to invest my time in getting to know someone better. sunday laziness i suppose, but for some reason didn't want to flake. i guess my out-drinking him on the plane ride back just wasn't enough to scare him away. i'm glad i didn't flake because we ended up meeting with his gorgeous friend, who i swear, was God's gift from heaven for little me. *happy valentine's day amy hwang* surfer bod, model face, mad style. i know this sounds shallow, but he is way too attractive, but surprisingly has thee best personality that just made my day a billion times better. his smile, ugh, melts my heart. he's one of those guys that i never fathomed existed. it was sort of an awkward situation...the two of us flirting, harmless of course, while the other observed. too bad that would be the farthest it could go. i met his mom on the plane, who was also stunning (they were all coming back from Bali - too bad he wasn't on MY flight!) he lives directly across the street from the beach, how lucky is he? it's ironic he imports furniture, yet, he had none in his apartment. i have recently noticed the different priorities each guy has, but i won't get into that because that will take up too much of my time. so after leaving there, i was pretty much bored. i wanted to go home. i had no attention span for him after focusing all my energy on his friend. before i left, we watched the sunset and it was really comical because the whole time he was trying to find that "connection" he claims we had on the plane. that may have been true but not after he took me to his friend's. how mean am i? real mean, but really, he did it to himself. i'm just being honest.