SwampGas
04-10-2004, 06:33 AM
Tonight was the easter party at http://www.tractortwang.comTwang</a>. I was hoping N would be there, but she said she was driving straight back home when break started on Thursday. Damn. <img src=smilies/cwm10.gif>
So I'm there playing some tunes until the DJ arrived....C and her sister drove up from home and they were chatting with me. In walks N. I about soiled my pants. She looked REALLY nice, too. Apparently it was a surprise that she was coming...she stayed with C last night at her parents' place.
Aw, crap. C and I were talking on AIM and the subject of N came up...so I'm assuming everything I said she saw. There's a certain part of me that wants her to see it (duh), but nonetheless, I'm hoping that it doesn't cause an awkward situation.
Night is going great...we're about halfway through the night and I've done all the couples dances with my regular ladies (couples dances aren't "slow" dances). The next couples dance is coming up...N says to me "Sam you have to be my partner." Okay...she just volunteered me to dance with her. NICE. So, being me, I replied, "I'm supposed to ask you....so will YOU be MY partner?" Sounds lame...but it was pretty funny.
After that she and I do 2 more couples dances....one of them I'm tripping all over myself. I don't think she cares <img src=smilies/magbiggrin.gif>
My best friend Jess is also there with her mom and little brother....she's totally giving me the cold shoulder. I guess she's mad that I have other female friends....one of whom I have an interest. It's all good...she'll get over it....she's having a REAL bad situation going on right now so I'm attributing it to her just taking it out on me.
Either way, the last dance of the night comes up. N hasn't been asked to dance ONCE (except for our little excursion) and she's sitting in a chair. I waltz up, extend my arm, and invite her to dance.......wow. I've said it before and I'll say it again...she's very pretty. Of course, I did the usual kicking her feet thing so I finally said "why don't you just put your feet on top of mine?" She did....and it was funny. She then kicked her shoes off and was in her socks standing on my feet while we're dancing. To someone looking at us, it was probably the most ridiculous and lame thing EVER....but the world freaking stops during my time with her. Couldn't care less and it didn't even cross my mind until long after the fact. It was great.
Afterwards, she was going to drive straight home (several hours) so I invited her to eat with us anyway and she gave the expected "no". I was joking around saying "I'm going to get a call tonight from her: 'SAM I'M SO TOTALLY LOST AND I DON'T KNOW WHERE I AM AND NO ONE ELSE IS ANSWERING THEIR PHONE AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO". She said she didn't have my number and requested it. Nice.
There were 3 goodbye situations with hugs before we actually parted ways. (insert sigh of "I'm on cloud nine")
We're at the restaurant for about 10 minutes and my phone rings. I'm assuming the radio station is down and I'll have to jet in the middle of dinner.....it's her number on the caller ID (recognized it because I had to call her once before). I'm like fumbling the phone to hit the "ok" button as quickly as possible. She just wanted to say hey and suggest that I give her a call after we're done eating. Holy (insert expletive here). This is not happening. I'm dead. I'm dreaming. An open invitation?!? After we hung up (conversation was like 2 mins) I was like a deer in headlights....it was VERY obvious to whom I was talking. <img src=smilies/eek5.gif>
So the rest of the hour that we're there eating my mind is off wandering...hoping someone will get tired or something and want to leave. I'm at a table with 5 other females and don't want to offend them by ditching out early.
FINALLY done and back in the car. Dead battery on the phone. YOU ARE A PIECE OF CRAP THAT DOESN'T EVEN DESERVE TO POWER A LIGHTNING BUG <img src=smilies/banghead.gif>
I start driving home as quickly as possible......route 11 is closed. What the hell? I have to detour all the way out into the boonies and add 15 minutes to my trip. AAAAAHHHHH.
I FINALLY get home and give her a buzz...voicemail. She mentioned while we were talking at the restaurant that she doesn't get reception the whole way, so I probably took too long. Shit (it needed to be said).
...and as soon as I finished typing that sentence my phone rang. WOOHOO! <img src=smilies/thumb.gif>
We had a nice little chat. Now I sleep.
<P ID="signature"><marquee direction=right scrollamount=10>http://www.zophar.net/personal/swampgas/hsrun.gif</marquee></P>
So I'm there playing some tunes until the DJ arrived....C and her sister drove up from home and they were chatting with me. In walks N. I about soiled my pants. She looked REALLY nice, too. Apparently it was a surprise that she was coming...she stayed with C last night at her parents' place.
Aw, crap. C and I were talking on AIM and the subject of N came up...so I'm assuming everything I said she saw. There's a certain part of me that wants her to see it (duh), but nonetheless, I'm hoping that it doesn't cause an awkward situation.
Night is going great...we're about halfway through the night and I've done all the couples dances with my regular ladies (couples dances aren't "slow" dances). The next couples dance is coming up...N says to me "Sam you have to be my partner." Okay...she just volunteered me to dance with her. NICE. So, being me, I replied, "I'm supposed to ask you....so will YOU be MY partner?" Sounds lame...but it was pretty funny.
After that she and I do 2 more couples dances....one of them I'm tripping all over myself. I don't think she cares <img src=smilies/magbiggrin.gif>
My best friend Jess is also there with her mom and little brother....she's totally giving me the cold shoulder. I guess she's mad that I have other female friends....one of whom I have an interest. It's all good...she'll get over it....she's having a REAL bad situation going on right now so I'm attributing it to her just taking it out on me.
Either way, the last dance of the night comes up. N hasn't been asked to dance ONCE (except for our little excursion) and she's sitting in a chair. I waltz up, extend my arm, and invite her to dance.......wow. I've said it before and I'll say it again...she's very pretty. Of course, I did the usual kicking her feet thing so I finally said "why don't you just put your feet on top of mine?" She did....and it was funny. She then kicked her shoes off and was in her socks standing on my feet while we're dancing. To someone looking at us, it was probably the most ridiculous and lame thing EVER....but the world freaking stops during my time with her. Couldn't care less and it didn't even cross my mind until long after the fact. It was great.
Afterwards, she was going to drive straight home (several hours) so I invited her to eat with us anyway and she gave the expected "no". I was joking around saying "I'm going to get a call tonight from her: 'SAM I'M SO TOTALLY LOST AND I DON'T KNOW WHERE I AM AND NO ONE ELSE IS ANSWERING THEIR PHONE AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO". She said she didn't have my number and requested it. Nice.
There were 3 goodbye situations with hugs before we actually parted ways. (insert sigh of "I'm on cloud nine")
We're at the restaurant for about 10 minutes and my phone rings. I'm assuming the radio station is down and I'll have to jet in the middle of dinner.....it's her number on the caller ID (recognized it because I had to call her once before). I'm like fumbling the phone to hit the "ok" button as quickly as possible. She just wanted to say hey and suggest that I give her a call after we're done eating. Holy (insert expletive here). This is not happening. I'm dead. I'm dreaming. An open invitation?!? After we hung up (conversation was like 2 mins) I was like a deer in headlights....it was VERY obvious to whom I was talking. <img src=smilies/eek5.gif>
So the rest of the hour that we're there eating my mind is off wandering...hoping someone will get tired or something and want to leave. I'm at a table with 5 other females and don't want to offend them by ditching out early.
FINALLY done and back in the car. Dead battery on the phone. YOU ARE A PIECE OF CRAP THAT DOESN'T EVEN DESERVE TO POWER A LIGHTNING BUG <img src=smilies/banghead.gif>
I start driving home as quickly as possible......route 11 is closed. What the hell? I have to detour all the way out into the boonies and add 15 minutes to my trip. AAAAAHHHHH.
I FINALLY get home and give her a buzz...voicemail. She mentioned while we were talking at the restaurant that she doesn't get reception the whole way, so I probably took too long. Shit (it needed to be said).
...and as soon as I finished typing that sentence my phone rang. WOOHOO! <img src=smilies/thumb.gif>
We had a nice little chat. Now I sleep.
<P ID="signature"><marquee direction=right scrollamount=10>http://www.zophar.net/personal/swampgas/hsrun.gif</marquee></P>