I realized that this one had no story at all when someone asked me "so, how'd you two meet?" and I had NO answer. Want to hear how we met? It is a boring boring non-story. Here goes:
July 4: He and his friends meet a friend of mine and her friends (not me) in Tahoe. My friend gets his number.
Some time in August: The friend of mine invites "this guy she met in Tahoe" and his friends to meet us at a bar for this bars weekly Tuesday night fiesta. He is there. I meet him. I remember adding him to my facebook on my phone. That's the extent of it for the night.
Random nights throughout August: He texts me to ask if I'm going out, I say yes, I say where, and I don't remember what he looks like so I am not even thinking about finding him at these locations.
September 4: He and some of his friends attend my birthday celebration. I said hi to him, but didn't know who he was. Like I said, forgot what he looked like in person. It'd been weeks and I'd been a party animal.
September 25: He texts to ask if I'm going to be out downtown, cos he will be. I am playing Capture the Flag with friends, so I tell him no, but maybe after. On my way home from the game playing, I text the boy to see where he and his friends are. I am considering a beer before bed. I meet him and his friends at Streets of London. I join them on a walk to Zebra Club.
September 26 (AM): We walk from Zebra back to my house. We have a couple drinks there, too.
September 26 (PM): I go to his house for a movie-watching night.
September 27: I go to his house for a BBQ with his friends.
September 28: We go to dinner and ice cream, then home to watch movies.
September 29-October 1: We text, we e-mail, we make plans for the weekend.
[If I could read you the future, It'd show October 2-5: Out downtown, Brewfest with friends, Football watching, Non-stop time in each others' company.]
See how the 'story' doesn't actually start? It is a failure story. We have no story to speak of... But we do have chemistry. And any guy who keeps texting me for 2 months with no attention back is a guy worth some attention in my book.
By the way, just to calm some curiosity, the guy from the airport was an epic failure. He was very very full of himself; he was convinced he was God's gift to me and all women (and he did let me know about ALL THE WOMEN who wanted to be in my position...). He was rude to the waitress and gave off a creepy vibe. In addition, at one point he asked me if I'd rather have a Chanel or Prada bag, given the choice... and then he made a funny face when I answered Chanel. Label snob? Italian label snob? With a penis? Perhaps not. Airport boy was given the go ahead for departure.
And wouldn't ya know it, 6 hours later I decided to answer B's text and meet him for a beer on my way home.
Maybe the story is still spinning.
Spin, little story, spin away. :)
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i like when the story is the fact that you weren't paying attention at all. it's cute and movie like. trust me, from the outside, it's a big great love story.
ReplyDeletethere's a total story there. nora ephron could work wonders with it.
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