Workin’ the Corner

… against my will.

Just kidding. But… Yeah… Just read.

7:58pm I get on the 16, on my way to meet some friends at Coffee News in St. Paul.

8:10 I get off at University and Snelling and call my friends to see how close they are to picking me up and to ask where I should wait for them. They tell me to wait there. So I wait. On the corner. Of University. And Snelling.

8:12 I see a strange man looking at me and walking closer to where I’m standing. He approaches me and asks, “Where you headin’?” while I try to call my friends and tell them that I’ll wait for them at the bank parking lot. They tell me they’ll be there in a minute.

8:13 After getting off the phone, I walk to the parking lot… and the strange man comes with me. His name is John. He asks where I’m heading. I say, “Oh… To meet up with some friends… Where are you heading?” He replies, “I’m headin’ wherever you’re headin’.” Ha… Awkward…

8:14 I get to the parking lot and wait for my friends. John asks me if the liquor store is still open. I tell him it should be. Yeah, I really didn’t know. He looks me up and down. He starts walking away. He turns around and says, “Hey, we should hang out sometime. You wan’ hang out? Can I get your number?” I gently say no. He starts walking back. Oh crap. He walks back up to me and asks, “You wanna hang out some time? You wan’ go see a movie? We should go to a movie.” The whole time, I’m shaking my head and turning him down, but he persists and would not leave me alone. So. I lied. Please forgive me, God. I panicked. I said I was seeing someone… He says, “Aww shoot. You’re seeing someone, huh? You should go see a movie with me. It’d be fun.” He stares at my legs before finally walking away.

8:15 My friends finally arrive. Finally.

I’ve made countless bus trips to Midway and back by myself before, but never again. Never again.

Just for the record…

It is 8:08 on 08/08/08.

I should buy a lottery ticket today.

Secret Heart

It’s funny how much things have changed in a year.

But you wanna know what’s even funnier?

It’s funny how some things haven’t changed even after a year.

And by “funny”, I mean “sad”.

Diary, You’re Amazing

Dear Diary,

Hi! How’s it going? Sorry I haven’t been keeping in touch lately. I’ve been a terrible friend, but I’ll try not to let it happen again.

Oh, Diary. I really missed you. You’re always there for me, and I love that about you. When I heard about the unicorn and had to tell someone about it, you were there for me. And when Mr. Manna passed away, you were there for me again. So thanks. You’re the greatest.

You know what, Diary? I don’t think I’ll ever find a boy as cool as you. No, I’m serious! You always listen to me, and I think it’s so sexy how good you are at spelling! Where am I ever going to find a boy like that? Diary, you’re the only one for me.

Oh, before I forget, guess what happened to me today! This morning, I went to the bus stop to wait for the Campus Circulator and I found $5! Isn’t that wonderful? Maybe I can use it to buy you an upgrade. But then again, it’s not like you need it ’cause… I like you just the way you are. <3

Well, I’d better get back to work, Diary. It may be a Friday afternoon with almost everyone out of the office, but I should try to get a little bit more work done. Still, it was so nice talking to you! We’ll talk again soon, okay?

Oh, just one more thing… Diary, I think I lo– never mind! TTYL!

From,
Love,
From,
Lo

-Me

Goodbye, Mr. Manna

The coolest fish in the whole entire world

R.I.P. Mr. Manna
September 9, 2006 - July 2, 2008

He would have been two years old in September...

I cried. That’s right. I’m not afraid to admit it.

You see, Mr. Manna was more than a betta fish. If you knew the story of his adoption, you’d see why this fish had a lot of sentimental value. However, I’d prefer not to go into that story right now.

And I know that there are plenty of other fish in the sea (read: Walmart), but I don’t care. So no, Mom, I don’t want you to buy me another one.

I want Mr. Manna.

Another Victory for Grammar

I can honestly say THIS was a great way to start my day.

Finally, Facebook will stop referring to each person as “they.”

Still, it makes me wonder if perhaps Facebook was trying to get at something deeper by referring to everyone in the plural. Perhaps they (hehe) were trying to tell me that all my friends have multiple personalities…?

Hmm.

By the way, does Facebook have a gender? Does Facebook even have a Facebook profile?

Ponder that, my friends. Ponder that.

Buses and Boxers and Boys, Oh My!

If you were to ask me before today how many times I was on a city bus waiting for the light to turn green, fortuitously looked out the window, and saw a young man sitting in the driver’s seat of his car, wearing only a T-shirt and boxers as he was getting to make a pants switch, I would say, “once.”

But oh no, my friends. Today, I have been blessed with the opportunity to now say, “twice.” Yes, twice. And under almost the exact same conditions. No lie. Both guys even looked at me. That was slightly embarrassing.

The worst part is that on both occasions, I was too slow to initially realize what was going on and what exactly I was looking at. This flaw in my character resulted in me smiling at the guy today after we made eye contact. Yeah… I’m thinking now that he probably thought I was a pervert.

 

Awesome.

By the way, they were yellow.