SwampGas
03-28-2004, 06:47 AM
Tonight debuted one of my new outfits as chosen by N. I looked pretty spiffy.
GREAT night at http://www.tractortwang.comthe twang</a>. I grabbed C during the first dance, and a friend of mine grabbed N (probably because he knows I'm interested in her).
Second dance I was with M....N stood there alone.
Third dance I sat out (I was SO tired)...N stood there alone.
Last dance of the night N was in the DJ booth with my friend and the DJ...I said, "screw this", walked up to the booth, put out my arm and said "N...dance with me". She took my arm and off to the floor we went. I'll tell you...she's beautiful. It's cliche, it's overused, and it's lame, but the reason why I can't dance for shit is because the music stops when I'm looking into her eyes. It's like her face is in focus and everything else is blurry....from a tactical standpoint, I'm in condition white (as in, completely oblivious to EVERYTHING). I just get such a positive vibe from her...it's amazing. Again, my left shoulder had the remains of her perfume on it....I suppose she puts it on her right wrist. Very pleasant perfume. I'm glad I saved the best dance for last....it left a very good impression of the night with me. Gd she's great.
Normally, I would go into a rant about how my hopes of a relationship are unrealistic and stupid. Her friend tells me she's not interested in a boyfriend at the moment, etc etc. I'm not. For once I'm being positive about it. I need more time, though. She and I haven't been alone long enough for me to figure out if asking her out on an official date is appropriate. I KNOW she's out of my league...I KNOW she's just being nice to a loser like myself...but I'm still not ruling her out like I'd normally do.
As I sit here now, there's a mental image of her face that keeps flashing into my mind...much like last Saturday (which is what prompted all of this).
We were supposed to do a bowling thing tomorrow afternoon with N's friend, but N had to cancel because plans changed with an old friend that was coming to visit. I'm still hopeful that N will rejoin us later on tomorrow.
Sweet dreams, N. Someday I'll let you know how I really feel.
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GREAT night at http://www.tractortwang.comthe twang</a>. I grabbed C during the first dance, and a friend of mine grabbed N (probably because he knows I'm interested in her).
Second dance I was with M....N stood there alone.
Third dance I sat out (I was SO tired)...N stood there alone.
Last dance of the night N was in the DJ booth with my friend and the DJ...I said, "screw this", walked up to the booth, put out my arm and said "N...dance with me". She took my arm and off to the floor we went. I'll tell you...she's beautiful. It's cliche, it's overused, and it's lame, but the reason why I can't dance for shit is because the music stops when I'm looking into her eyes. It's like her face is in focus and everything else is blurry....from a tactical standpoint, I'm in condition white (as in, completely oblivious to EVERYTHING). I just get such a positive vibe from her...it's amazing. Again, my left shoulder had the remains of her perfume on it....I suppose she puts it on her right wrist. Very pleasant perfume. I'm glad I saved the best dance for last....it left a very good impression of the night with me. Gd she's great.
Normally, I would go into a rant about how my hopes of a relationship are unrealistic and stupid. Her friend tells me she's not interested in a boyfriend at the moment, etc etc. I'm not. For once I'm being positive about it. I need more time, though. She and I haven't been alone long enough for me to figure out if asking her out on an official date is appropriate. I KNOW she's out of my league...I KNOW she's just being nice to a loser like myself...but I'm still not ruling her out like I'd normally do.
As I sit here now, there's a mental image of her face that keeps flashing into my mind...much like last Saturday (which is what prompted all of this).
We were supposed to do a bowling thing tomorrow afternoon with N's friend, but N had to cancel because plans changed with an old friend that was coming to visit. I'm still hopeful that N will rejoin us later on tomorrow.
Sweet dreams, N. Someday I'll let you know how I really feel.
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