okay, so i know i haven't blogged in a looooong time. almost a year to be exact. But sami told me i should start it back up and today seemed like the perfect excuse. You see, today is unlike any other day. Today i fell in love. Okay, so that is like a few other days in my life... but wait, you'll see. I feel in love with a street performer in downtown seattle. Not sounding like any other day so much now is it? he is like an angel sent from heaven. OMG!
---for those who don't know me very well, here is how this basically plays out... about 99 percent of the time that is... i meet boy... boy doesn't notice me... hence ~love~ ! :) all is happy because i am crazy about him, and my mind is consumed of all the wonderful things that i imagine him to be... and i think of a million ways to get his attention, and a million senarios of how will play out... eventually (this means between 5 to 15 days) i get him. Within five minutes i lose all attraction... why does that always happen...???? i'll tell you why, because guys are idiots. No, i'm only kidding. The real reason is because I am the pickiest person alive (yes i realize pickiest is not actually a word) . you see the guy has to be handsome... he has to be sensitive but manly all at once... he has to have nice hair (what?)... he has to have gorgeous eyes... and most of all... now listen up cause this is the important one... he has to make me laugh! if he doesn't have me cracking up in 5 minutes he's out the door. Not literally, but as far as i'm concerned he may as well be. I hate it when guys bore me... which reminds me, i forgot to check how tall my angel was... uh oh... this looks like problems already. i think he was good enough. A good 3 inches taller than me is minimal. Okay, so let's look more at my angel... and i realize that me writing about him automatically strikes him out, because if we were to ever really go out, i'm sure if he found out about this entry he would start packin. But i'll sacrifice for this one... after all he is an angel. Soo he's definately got the handsome thing going... and the HAIR! Uf ta ta! he's tan with shaggy hair, and his eyes... OMG! he's dreamy. I mean kinda... in the wierd way that i find guys dreamy... haha. if you only knew me. anyway he's greek... of course it's all greek to me... (sorry i couldn't resist) but anyway, foreign is a definate plus. I mean he's not really foreign... but he may as well be... greek people are weirdos. haha, just kidding. Okay, here's the angel part... he plays the harp. hahahahhahhaha, just kidding. he plays this mixure of a harp/xylophone /piano/drum kinda thingy. okay, so it's technical name is the hammered dulcimer. But really i think harp/xylophone/piano/drum kinda thingy just about sums it up. but damn is it ever sexy. i never thought i would find a street performer sexy. oh if he only played soccer too.... see this is the part where i start imagine all these wonderful qualities that i hope dream to have. when we finally meet he will surely tell me how much loves soccer and has played soccer since he was a kid. (fantasy #1. What? a guy looks hot in a pair of copas...it's just a fact). i don't think that's too unlikely, i mean he's foreign sorta and he's creative and smart... i mean only foreign, creative, smart people play soccer... okay. moving on... fantasy #2. his hands. okay but this one i'm sure to be true. i'm not gonna go into details about this one or anything.... but he has some nice fingers....... i couldn't take my eyes off of them while he was performing. his hands reminded me of a hummingbird... that's right ladies... i said it. and that's all i'm going to say about that. fantasy #3. we are so perfect for each other. here is where i look at little coincidences and pretend that it is fate. Okay... his last name is HYPHENATED!!! I mean really... how many times do you come across that! and his name is MAX!!!!!! oh my goodness... we are too perfect to be true! and that's why we're not. Last one... fantasy #4. he is hilarious! okay, now this one i'm not too sure about... but i mean he's got to be... he did a cover of a roots song! on a freakin xylophone thingy. HA! and when he finished i clapped and kinda laughed, and he looked up at me and kinda smiled... at least i think he smiled... he might have just been swallowing. Anyway, i'm telling ya... he WANTS me!!!! haha... now i get to make myself look super cute and just happen to run into him on his corner a few times until he gets up the nerve to ask me out.... what? it's true. just wait... you'll see. until next time...
OPA!!! (...that's the only Greek shit i know)
---for those who don't know me very well, here is how this basically plays out... about 99 percent of the time that is... i meet boy... boy doesn't notice me... hence ~love~ ! :) all is happy because i am crazy about him, and my mind is consumed of all the wonderful things that i imagine him to be... and i think of a million ways to get his attention, and a million senarios of how will play out... eventually (this means between 5 to 15 days) i get him. Within five minutes i lose all attraction... why does that always happen...???? i'll tell you why, because guys are idiots. No, i'm only kidding. The real reason is because I am the pickiest person alive (yes i realize pickiest is not actually a word) . you see the guy has to be handsome... he has to be sensitive but manly all at once... he has to have nice hair (what?)... he has to have gorgeous eyes... and most of all... now listen up cause this is the important one... he has to make me laugh! if he doesn't have me cracking up in 5 minutes he's out the door. Not literally, but as far as i'm concerned he may as well be. I hate it when guys bore me... which reminds me, i forgot to check how tall my angel was... uh oh... this looks like problems already. i think he was good enough. A good 3 inches taller than me is minimal. Okay, so let's look more at my angel... and i realize that me writing about him automatically strikes him out, because if we were to ever really go out, i'm sure if he found out about this entry he would start packin. But i'll sacrifice for this one... after all he is an angel. Soo he's definately got the handsome thing going... and the HAIR! Uf ta ta! he's tan with shaggy hair, and his eyes... OMG! he's dreamy. I mean kinda... in the wierd way that i find guys dreamy... haha. if you only knew me. anyway he's greek... of course it's all greek to me... (sorry i couldn't resist) but anyway, foreign is a definate plus. I mean he's not really foreign... but he may as well be... greek people are weirdos. haha, just kidding. Okay, here's the angel part... he plays the harp. hahahahhahhaha, just kidding. he plays this mixure of a harp/xylophone /piano/drum kinda thingy. okay, so it's technical name is the hammered dulcimer. But really i think harp/xylophone/piano/drum kinda thingy just about sums it up. but damn is it ever sexy. i never thought i would find a street performer sexy. oh if he only played soccer too.... see this is the part where i start imagine all these wonderful qualities that i hope dream to have. when we finally meet he will surely tell me how much loves soccer and has played soccer since he was a kid. (fantasy #1. What? a guy looks hot in a pair of copas...it's just a fact). i don't think that's too unlikely, i mean he's foreign sorta and he's creative and smart... i mean only foreign, creative, smart people play soccer... okay. moving on... fantasy #2. his hands. okay but this one i'm sure to be true. i'm not gonna go into details about this one or anything.... but he has some nice fingers....... i couldn't take my eyes off of them while he was performing. his hands reminded me of a hummingbird... that's right ladies... i said it. and that's all i'm going to say about that. fantasy #3. we are so perfect for each other. here is where i look at little coincidences and pretend that it is fate. Okay... his last name is HYPHENATED!!! I mean really... how many times do you come across that! and his name is MAX!!!!!! oh my goodness... we are too perfect to be true! and that's why we're not. Last one... fantasy #4. he is hilarious! okay, now this one i'm not too sure about... but i mean he's got to be... he did a cover of a roots song! on a freakin xylophone thingy. HA! and when he finished i clapped and kinda laughed, and he looked up at me and kinda smiled... at least i think he smiled... he might have just been swallowing. Anyway, i'm telling ya... he WANTS me!!!! haha... now i get to make myself look super cute and just happen to run into him on his corner a few times until he gets up the nerve to ask me out.... what? it's true. just wait... you'll see. until next time...
OPA!!! (...that's the only Greek shit i know)
posted by ~World Squirrel~ at 6:40 PM
3 Comments:
Funny stuff Abra, good job on your first day :p
Take him to Opah, downtown Boise, if he's not that old..drag his ass down to the Big Easy..I know you love that place lol
oh don't worry sami... he's 21, just the way i like it... ;)
haha whatever... first of all, you read that lame online journal like everyday!... secondly, you didn't have to sign up for anything for this ya dipshit! :-P third... "wow, you have truly out-gayed yourself." (-mean girls).
~love ya! (kiss, kiss)
p.s. dammit jessie, how do you know me so well??? haha, you think that's a hot name cause of "MAX"ey-billings... :-P
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