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Feb 12, 2011 19:36

Did I write about the French chick yet? I like her. She's really nice and she's also... like... I definitely catch myself looking at her butt. Like going far out of a head turn's way to peek.

She ate a few coffee beans and I asked if she did it to freshen her breath. She said Why does my breath smell bad, and then I went on to explain my favorite scene in The End of the Affair where the protagonist is in bed with another man's wife who he's interviewing in order to learn more about the life of a civil servant's wife and he can't sleep. He wakes her up cause he can't sleep and he asks her if her husband ever eats a few coffee beans to freshen his breath. Then she starts crying.
So I tell this stupid story which is a sorry excuse to talk to someone, but she was truly interested in listening to my enthusiasm about Graham Greene. She even had me write down the title of the book. She wants to READ it!! Je suis amoureux! (Is that how you spell that?)

OK, I'm going inside cause the Vincent Price Tribute Band is about to play a show.

Love ya!
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