I want to be able to tell captivating stories about my life. I want to have you positively spellbound. I want to pass on something extraordinary to my kids.
I just saw the Decemberists tonight, as in hours ago. I was near the front, and the club was tiny since their german fan base is not huge. Colin Meloy not only made, but held, for prolonged periods of time, eye contact with me, on multiple occasions (roughly once or twice a song). I think because I was the only tall attractive girl amongst a pack of shorties/uglies/dudes. It was all I could do to keep from going weak at the knees/orgasming a kabillion times. On top of that, at the end of the show, they threw a flower at me. This was a bit past midnight. One can only conclude, thus, that in a roundabout way, Colin Meloy was asking me to be his Valentine. Obviously, I accept. This can be added to Ben Gibbard Touching My Almost Butt and Britt Daniel Biting My Neck Vampirically, because despite the lack of physical contact, I believe Colin Meloy was really trying to touch my HEART. or soul. or both.
never underestimate the powers of persuationuinku_sanFebruary 18 2007, 12:01:56 UTC
One day in math class back in the seventh grade, I was so convinced that my answer to a question on a quiz I got wrong was actually right, that I convinced my teacher I was right and got credit for the problem, only to later go back through my work and find out my answer was wrong. I didn't go back to tell her.
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