highway to the danger zone..
i dont know why that song just popped in my head, but i do know how stoked i am right now, and i know that that song makes me stoked, so i guess its one in the same..
i dont think that i've mentioned Anatomy Babe in any past entries, but she's very real and like the wolf, very mysterious... for the last month or so she's been successful at eluding me, but not today... oh no my friend, not today.. on top of my game (not really) totally in control (a complete lie) and leaving nothing to chance (i'm making all of this up).. well, yes and no..
i deemed today as "D -Day" because it would be one of the last days i'd be able to make a move on said Babe and not make things awkward or me seeming too desperate because the semester was ending soon and so would class.. well, i had the PERFECT opportunity to talk to her and obtain her phone digits, and i brain farted.. HUGE brain fart, completely threw me off guard ,and i failed in a blaze of glory..
well, as i was in the computer lab telling joe about my abuse, and being completely pissed at myself for what i had let occur, especially with so much preparation and planning, low and below... Anatomy Babe, in all of her splender, came and sat directly next to me in the computer lab.. one that contains at LEAST 100 computers.. right next to, says hello, and in mid AIM convo with Joe, i inform him of my situation, to which he called me a liar.. i was not lying, i was truthful.. so i put joe's convo on hold, like any red blooded american would have done, and talked to the Babe on my right (your left)..
it seemed like years!! our conversation just floated along on a time span that never kept track.. word after word, smile after smile, we gazed into eachother's moon sized eyes and talked... ok, i'm exaggerating a little bit, but it was pretty funny you have to admit..
anyway, to the meat of the story.. i walked with her outside, and demanded that she give me her phone number or i would hunt her down and perform a sicilian pedicure until she submitted the vital information.. luckly she obliged after the first threat, and here i now sit, a series of 0's and 1's heavier in my electronic phone directory.. YES!!
i rule
i dont think that i've mentioned Anatomy Babe in any past entries, but she's very real and like the wolf, very mysterious... for the last month or so she's been successful at eluding me, but not today... oh no my friend, not today.. on top of my game (not really) totally in control (a complete lie) and leaving nothing to chance (i'm making all of this up).. well, yes and no..
i deemed today as "D -Day" because it would be one of the last days i'd be able to make a move on said Babe and not make things awkward or me seeming too desperate because the semester was ending soon and so would class.. well, i had the PERFECT opportunity to talk to her and obtain her phone digits, and i brain farted.. HUGE brain fart, completely threw me off guard ,and i failed in a blaze of glory..
well, as i was in the computer lab telling joe about my abuse, and being completely pissed at myself for what i had let occur, especially with so much preparation and planning, low and below... Anatomy Babe, in all of her splender, came and sat directly next to me in the computer lab.. one that contains at LEAST 100 computers.. right next to, says hello, and in mid AIM convo with Joe, i inform him of my situation, to which he called me a liar.. i was not lying, i was truthful.. so i put joe's convo on hold, like any red blooded american would have done, and talked to the Babe on my right (your left)..
it seemed like years!! our conversation just floated along on a time span that never kept track.. word after word, smile after smile, we gazed into eachother's moon sized eyes and talked... ok, i'm exaggerating a little bit, but it was pretty funny you have to admit..
anyway, to the meat of the story.. i walked with her outside, and demanded that she give me her phone number or i would hunt her down and perform a sicilian pedicure until she submitted the vital information.. luckly she obliged after the first threat, and here i now sit, a series of 0's and 1's heavier in my electronic phone directory.. YES!!
i rule