Augh! V-Day is near.
F-14 Plan (What plan?!?)
Recently, I've been linked to a colleague. It's not surprising really. I do give more attention to her than to the rest of my London buddies. Like putting off table football after work so that I could walk her home. Big big sin against my table football colleagues that they stayed in the lobby to find out why I'm leaving the office so soon. And they were not disappointed to see me in agony as I asked them to leave and just play, and then see the girl walk out the elevator.
So far, I haven't scared her and she seems to be handling the situation better than I do. I'm high-strung when the issue is brought up. Could it be because I'm guilty of being fond of her? And it's not the other way around?
My friends asked me jokingly where I would bring her on V-Day. I don't know. I don't want to be all romantic or mushy that day. If (big IF) I do ask her to go out with me and if (bigger IF) she agrees, of course, the place has to be somewhere with some hints of the occasion but not overly done. Maybe watching Mammia Mia! with her would be okay. Hmmmm....
Oh, and I owe her a poem or two. I was stupid enough to show her some very old poems posted on a website. Surprisingly, she liked them enough to ask me to write new ones. So I need to write very soon. A daunting task at this point.
The current situation is that I'm fond of her (to a degree that I cannot determine yet). And so far, she's okay that I hang out with her, at times. Even though our friends put her on the hot seat, she's able to answer or dodge questions very well. Right now, I don't want to push my luck and do something stupid to make her go away.
Recently, I've been linked to a colleague. It's not surprising really. I do give more attention to her than to the rest of my London buddies. Like putting off table football after work so that I could walk her home. Big big sin against my table football colleagues that they stayed in the lobby to find out why I'm leaving the office so soon. And they were not disappointed to see me in agony as I asked them to leave and just play, and then see the girl walk out the elevator.
So far, I haven't scared her and she seems to be handling the situation better than I do. I'm high-strung when the issue is brought up. Could it be because I'm guilty of being fond of her? And it's not the other way around?
My friends asked me jokingly where I would bring her on V-Day. I don't know. I don't want to be all romantic or mushy that day. If (big IF) I do ask her to go out with me and if (bigger IF) she agrees, of course, the place has to be somewhere with some hints of the occasion but not overly done. Maybe watching Mammia Mia! with her would be okay. Hmmmm....
Oh, and I owe her a poem or two. I was stupid enough to show her some very old poems posted on a website. Surprisingly, she liked them enough to ask me to write new ones. So I need to write very soon. A daunting task at this point.
The current situation is that I'm fond of her (to a degree that I cannot determine yet). And so far, she's okay that I hang out with her, at times. Even though our friends put her on the hot seat, she's able to answer or dodge questions very well. Right now, I don't want to push my luck and do something stupid to make her go away.