[2003-10-14 - 6:34 p.m.] - a samovar? what?
three things.
1) I went to school dressed up as Fly today. I did this by stealing clothes from her apartment while she was out of town. she probably won't care, but if she does she should leave a piece of bread outside my apartment door, and thus I will know that I should get some damn play clothes of my own.
2) I saw a car accident today. it wasn't bad; no one was hurt, and even the cars were pretty alright; it was just jarring. it was right in front of me, the car in front of me crunched into a car pulling out of my parking lot. it was weird like when you see a arm bent the wrong way. like, cars aren't supposed to smoosh together like that. that isn't real, that isn't right.
3) there's this girl, see, who started working in the call center a couple weeks ago, and she's very very pretty. she has black hair in a sort of severe Romulan cut; and a long face like Liv Tyler; that faint dykey flavor of serious facial expressions and cute sweaters. and I saw her and decided, mine aceticism has grown stale. I will flirt with this young woman. So I smile and dart glances at her and mention her to people, and, you know, work the Shy But Interested scene that brings all the boys runnin.
so yesterday I mention all this to Alice, and Alice says, "oh, her?" she tells me that the girl gave Wayne, our techie guy, the url to her naked photos site. and I get that url from Wayne. and I go to that site.
it's run through a modelling agency and it's got all her measurements listed and the suggestion that she would be willing to do "adult" work and limited TFP work, which I shudder to decipher. Tree Frog Pantaloons, maybe. Tit-Frenchin' Princess. anyway, the flirtation has been postponed until further notice. because, woo. sexy trouble is double trouble.
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