Saturday, March 11, 2006

sold 9 million

Fate conspired last night to deliver one of the better nights I've ever had.

No planning, apparently = great friends, great compliments, great times, great laughs, and a sizzling number. (Well, the number itself isn't all that special, but the owner *is*... Sssssssssizzling.)

Amazing ego boost, anyway.

"How could anyone say no to a face like that?"
"I couldn't say no to a face like that..."

OMG.

Can we talk about people spilling tea all over the tablecloth? Victims (or lack thereof) in bed? The guy who didn't respond to a note from ROXY and GINGER? What was he THINKING? Let's not forget hoe-downs with strangers, the amazing mix on the ride home, running into friendly faces, "You're absolutely gorgeous - you've GOT to be kidding me!". Speak of the devil...

OMG.

I'm creaming my pants just thinking about it.

Best night EVER!

>Angle brackets emphasize the point!<

Some things in life don't ever come together - like parallel lines. Then there's nights like last night. Wow.

P.S. I'm a genius. 92 on a LATE assignment? 3rd year Advanced Cognitive Processes course? At UofT?
Yeah... I'm a genius.

3 Comments:

Blogger unreuly said...

only you and two and a half other people on this planet understand that post! (half because paul was only there for the latter part!)...the rest of your readers are confusedly scratching their collective head!

xoxo

7:30 p.m.  
Blogger captain obvious said...

This "rest of readers" collective you speak of has a rather elusive existance that has never in fact been verified.
So excuse me for not catering to them. :P

8:57 p.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You're creaming your pants? So what, you're getting frothy down there?

11:46 a.m.  

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