holdin' my hand just as natural as can be
Damn hot again today. Jen came to visit and we went to the local shopping centre for lunch. After wandering aimlessly we were headed back to the car when I spotted Samuel straight in front of us, walking our way.
Now, if life were a movie, I would have made eye contact and smiled shyly as we passed each other. Or said hello.
Instead, my stomach ran fleeing from the scene and I turned to Jen, telling her that Beard Guy was headed our way. I then kept my eyes fixed on her face as if we were having the most brilliant conversation.
I may just be deluding myself, but I'm fairly certain I saw him out of the corner of my eye glance back over his shoulder. One can only hope. Due to the exceedingly hot weather I was wearing my little strawberry dress and trying my best to look cute.
Samuel spotting aside, Jen and I watched The Next Doctor Christmas Special for Doctor Who. I liked it! It wasn't as good as previous Christmas specials [my favourites being The Christmas Invasion and Runaway Bride] but I still enjoyed it. Damn, I'm going to miss David Tennant something severe.
Speaking of, reading Cross Stitch with all its kilt-clad Scottish Highlanders roaming about has caused me to be haunted by images of David Tennant in a kilt. I'll be putting books away at work, minding my own business when WHAM! An image of those long, scrawny legs and knobbly knees wearing naught but tartan will flash in front of my eyes.
O.O
Now, if life were a movie, I would have made eye contact and smiled shyly as we passed each other. Or said hello.
Instead, my stomach ran fleeing from the scene and I turned to Jen, telling her that Beard Guy was headed our way. I then kept my eyes fixed on her face as if we were having the most brilliant conversation.
I may just be deluding myself, but I'm fairly certain I saw him out of the corner of my eye glance back over his shoulder. One can only hope. Due to the exceedingly hot weather I was wearing my little strawberry dress and trying my best to look cute.
Samuel spotting aside, Jen and I watched The Next Doctor Christmas Special for Doctor Who. I liked it! It wasn't as good as previous Christmas specials [my favourites being The Christmas Invasion and Runaway Bride] but I still enjoyed it. Damn, I'm going to miss David Tennant something severe.
Speaking of, reading Cross Stitch with all its kilt-clad Scottish Highlanders roaming about has caused me to be haunted by images of David Tennant in a kilt. I'll be putting books away at work, minding my own business when WHAM! An image of those long, scrawny legs and knobbly knees wearing naught but tartan will flash in front of my eyes.
O.O