what would happen if we kissed?
now, it takes something monumental for me to quote meredith brooks as a subject heading. trust me, though, this is.
earlier this evening, while at a going-away party for stella + andy (+ me, but i was a last-minute addition to the bill),
i met a very attractive guy named brandon.
...brandon, right? sure. hope so. yeah.
anyhow, we had extended eye contact upon first meeting, so i decided that he couldn't possibly hate me;
and -- good golly, no! -- he might find me somewhat attractive.
(despite the fact that i recycled friday's outfit, i looked cute.)
but the aforementioned guy - brian? - is on the quiet end of the socializing spectrum,
so he made my job as Signal Interpreter near impossible.
within the last five minutes of our evening, stella's friend comes up to me and asks what i think of the guy [bradley?];
and when i casually mention that i think he's attractive and nice, the friend whispers "give him your number!"
wha-ha-haaaaaa?
since this notion doesn't sit right with me, i instead slipped him my e-mail address.
this completely sucks for two reasons:
1. it was an awkward exchange between him and me, and
2. i think the e-mail slip is inappropriate for anyone under 30.
BEYOND THE SUCK FACTOR, though,
let's look at the bigger picture:
i. made. a. move.
...and better yet, one that didn't require a chess set or a scuttle out of harm's way.
go me.
earlier this evening, while at a going-away party for stella + andy (+ me, but i was a last-minute addition to the bill),
i met a very attractive guy named brandon.
...brandon, right? sure. hope so. yeah.
anyhow, we had extended eye contact upon first meeting, so i decided that he couldn't possibly hate me;
and -- good golly, no! -- he might find me somewhat attractive.
(despite the fact that i recycled friday's outfit, i looked cute.)
but the aforementioned guy - brian? - is on the quiet end of the socializing spectrum,
so he made my job as Signal Interpreter near impossible.
within the last five minutes of our evening, stella's friend comes up to me and asks what i think of the guy [bradley?];
and when i casually mention that i think he's attractive and nice, the friend whispers "give him your number!"
wha-ha-haaaaaa?
since this notion doesn't sit right with me, i instead slipped him my e-mail address.
this completely sucks for two reasons:
1. it was an awkward exchange between him and me, and
2. i think the e-mail slip is inappropriate for anyone under 30.
BEYOND THE SUCK FACTOR, though,
let's look at the bigger picture:
i. made. a. move.
...and better yet, one that didn't require a chess set or a scuttle out of harm's way.
go me.