Sunday, February 17, 2008

office communicator. the blogspot.

wednesday. thursday. friday.

we had our first date at the gym and it was pretty much the best time i had at the gym, since discovering the power that i really had over an ungraduated texan. it was as if truly, our relationship had reached the next level...and yes, it was only a matter of time before we used the bicycles together and realized, hey, we can do this. dancing, always, watching the flashing lights, watching each other - you would think we knew each other our whole lives. pretty much. seems like it. always. our drink and our two step follow us everywhere we go.

valentine's day. absolutely wonderful. walk in to candies on the desks, on our keyboards...celebrate with some farmer market. sorry that there weren't any cookies. maybe next time? a little unfortunate that there were no plans with the xy gene for the evening, but i think the gp gene is a lot better. never did i think we would hit up two of the funnest clubs in hollywood in one night. yes, two of the funnest clubs. i said it. little did we know that gin and juice would only get us so far. being asian may not be the best situation - until later on. of course. gin and juice helped us get in. burlesque was at its finest. for some reason we kept wanting to watch...it wasn't too bad. the music was a little bland. never did we think that we would do capoeira at the end of the evening - brazilians always have their charm. we were just getting started. the bouncer tried hard. we were still itching to dance, we had to do it. we had to. mood, you are our default. hollywood here we come, truly hollywood.

it's cold outside - can we come to the front? just you and your girlfriend? yup...come to the front. YES. that's how it should be. she helped get us comped one ticket. it was valentine's day. at the end of the night, we realized we did them a favor. at the end of the night we realized they did US a favor as well. being called a skank has never been so redeeming, especially with gp at my side. averaging a 65% made me kind of vomit, especially when the source was nearly a 20% for the mere fact that he was a male. the winner of the evening went to a boy named kevin. he works for nestle and of course, due to the fact that he was involved in the CPG company, he would be an account manager at SuperValu, already he was 10,000 steps higher than every other dud in that place. two guys whipering in gp's ears at the same time. it was a movie. we had the power to yell, we had the desire to dance, we looked into each others eyes and acted like we didn't hear anyone else saying, HEY. HEY. we didn't want to. please don't stop the music. it continued to the car ride home. the hug goodbye until the morning. i drove away to veteran and thought. wow, it is 2am, i have work in 6.5 hours and the evening was great. wake up with wet hair. it was glorious. jabroni, you may have a chance.

olive garden. it was a tasty feast. feasting it was. i think that is our new spot. one that should be repeated due to the fact that we both loved it and love each others company. calvin helped make it special. andes was the topping on the cheese. she helped me pack, she met LoveAir, almost fell, but LoveAir would not do that to her. she was cute - the rider and the bike.

being in san diego makes me miss gp - two different worlds, is that really possible? such a new experience. a good one, but i feel like texas should be here. how would that really play out? would she be disappointed in me? trying really hard, mind you. companionship - at the end of the day, it's true. you are all you have. welcome to being single. xoxo. 143. photographs keep me alive. joshua radin, you keep me alive. i need pictures of texas in my cube. i hope i don't forget. i want your heart to be happy. you are single for a reason. you are beautiful and you have more than enough. what a thought. cc, gp, you are right where you should be. in little time, the snacking will stop, the the to do list will get longer, you will realize you will be happy, and you will smile and think, hey. i am happy. life. is. good.

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