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Everyone Is A Hypocrite - The Only Difference Is Whether Or Not You Know It

Happy Easter everybody!

I'm feeling somewhat more bubbly today, not without thanks to a certain wild haired Asian-American philosopher. *winks in the general direction*

But you know, if I weren't feeling bubbly, that would be OK too. Feedback of all types is always welcome, and as someone once told me, I am "excessively" reachable. If you want to bitch a little too, you feel free. 'Cause I love you guys just the way you are - and I thank you for loving me in the same way.

Ok, so I promised details. I'm usually not so stingy with them *laughs* I thought I'd make you squirm a little. Here is how it all went down, with my commentary:

Guy: I have prom next week... and I'm NOT looking forward to it
Me: I do too... and alas *sighs* All my plans seem to have withered.
Guy: hehe
Guy: Withered?
Guy: How so?
Me: Last year was a "fun" year.. I had a long blue dress that looked like it maybe belonged to a Middle Earth elven lounge singer... this year I went with the red fairy tale dress.. but I have no coach, I have no prince, I have no ladies in waiting and as of yet, I don't even have any glass slippers.
Guy: Oooh... not fun
Me: Anyway this boy wants desperately to take me *groans* The same one who has repeatedly refused to keep his hands off me. He says he wants to buy a red tux. RED!
Me: Blood red! Nose bleed red!
Guy: Red tux????????????
Me: Yes *faints*
Me: Actually wait... *laughs* You know now that I think of it, I don't think it's next week at all. It's in two weeks from now. May 3.
Me: Shows you how interested I am.
Guy: Hehe
Guy: I am so not looking forward to prom with B, its not even funny
Me: *sighs a little* I am very sorry for you. Prom should not be an event people have to dread.
Guy: Key word there
Guy: Should
Me: Well of course, yes. I suppose it doesn't much good to dwell on the unattainable.
Guy: I'd rather be in a place where I know absolutely nobody, which is kinda sad. [Hmm.. sounds like a hint for me to pick up on: Where wouldn't he know a single soul? Oh, maybe at my school's prom?]
Me: That's what high school feels like, doesn't it? Being surrounded by strangers.
Guy: Not really... I know these people far better than I want to
Me: I don't think I'm going to have much fun either. Heather got a date, a boy from our class.. one of the most dull witted. And our two good friends declined going at all, so she decided to invite a girl she knows that I don't know.. and don't much care to. She has that superior air about her.
Guy: ugh
Guy: That's no fun
Me: Well.. I shall think of the last formal dance I attended and smile. *laughs softly* If I can hear myself think over the music. [The last formal dance I attended was the Governor's School formal, escorted by himself - and Derek, but he left early and I wasn't really paying much attention to him anyway.]
Guy: hehe
Guy: I'd offer to go with you except I think I'm busy then anyways
Me: But of course you are. 'Twould be too perfect, and we both know that perfection *laughs* Is not a thing granted to us.
Guy: hehe
Guy: If you want, I can check my calendar to be sure (not tonight, I dont have everything where it should be at the moment)
Me: Well yes, if you get a moment of organization, I would like that indeed. Heather would also be quite pleased. [Heather and Guy are both math geniuses. They met each other at one of the many math competitions they attended]
Guy: Ok, i'll check as soon as I can

Hehe... "check his calendar" Cute. What he has to do that day, it turns out, is go to his nephew's birthday party.. but he still thinks he can make it. I am so excited. I made him promise not to talk completely of math with Heather.. she's going to be delighted! She had best not try and steal his attention though *looks about shifty eyed, making low throaty noises* My brilliant big nosed flirting partner. MINE!

Yes... I am a wicked girl.

Oh... *giggles* He told me this last night and I almost wet myself. It was all I could do not to type in something foolish and drool-covered. Thank the gods it was only online and not face to face, I should never have pulled it off:

Guy: I'm turning into Mr. Nance! [His chemistry teacher]
Guy: I said that aloud in exactly his tone as I typed it. [Referring to something he had said a minute prior]
Me: Scary, scary.
Guy: hehe
Guy: Yes, very
Me: I rather think Mr. Boudreaux is a more suitable name for you.
Guy: hehe
Me: You could hush a room with that name.
Guy: Ask the people I went to prom with last year, they'd tell you Mr. Bond was appropriate.
Me: *laughs* Mr. Bond? Wow, mighty impressive indeed.
Guy: Afterwards, we were at Ashley's and I'd taken the coat off... white shirt, black pants, with cue stick at a pool table.

Holy holy mother of all that is good and sacred. Just check the fetish list, you will see that this incorporates a whopping 4 of my turnons. I'll give you a cookie if you can tell me which ones.

And now before I scadoodle, here's another little snippet of an AIM chat with Guy, that I found humorous. Once again, my apologies to any non-LOTR fans out there... but not because you won't enjoy this, because you don't know WHAT you're missing.

Guy: *picks up bookmark with Sauron on it*
Guy: Ah, the eye!
Me: *giggles*
Guy: A great eye, lidless, wreathed in flame... :-D
Me: You know not to look directly into it, you silly hobbit.
Guy: Me? i am no hobbit
Me: Then why are your toes furry?
Guy: I am an elf, not to mention a jedi
Guy: um
Guy: *has socks on* :-D
Me: *taps my foot, waiting*
Me: You doubt the powers of my X-Ray vision?
Guy: um
Guy: No
Guy: um, *blush*
Guy: I am an elf!
Me: *bites her lower lip, stiffling a giggle*
Me: You have not offered an explanation, however. Nor for the green hobbit like cloak I have often seen you don.
Guy: *hides*
Guy: Hobbit-like? It is an off-color jedi robe
Guy: *goes back into hiding*
Me: It is precisely like the one Frodo Baggins took with him on the great journey.
Guy: Frodo's was darker, much darker
Me: *trying very hard not to giggle.. he is rather cute, in hiding*
Me: So is yours, when wet.
Guy: Its plastic, it doesnt absorb water
Guy: At least... not in theory...
Me: Mmhm.
Me: Keep digging your own holes. I'll sit back and watch.
Guy: It doesnt absorb much, if any
Me: Alright, I will consent to a very hairy human.
Me: But no further.
Guy: Human *scoffs* Those lucky ones get to die
Me: Yes... *sighs mournfully* Yes, die they do.
Guy: You would not believe the burden of immortality
Me: I certainly would. I am an elf myself.
Me: Check the ears if you don't believe it.
Guy: A fellow elf has abandoned me!
Me: Whatever shall you do?
Me: *rolls her eyes, fighting very hard not to laugh*
Guy: Go find a corner to hide in and plot
Me: You'll become a Gollum.
Guy: Not that long.

11:48 p.m. - Sunday, Apr. 20, 2003

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