Monday, July 04, 2005
My so called date
Well, my "date" has come and gone. And he busted not a single move. I began to get a clue that he wouldn't when we stopped at Racetrac to get drinks before the fireworks started and he came with me to the fountain, and then while I was getting a fountain drink, got a canned tea, went and paid for it and went and waited for me by the door. Maybe I misinterpereted his intentions. I could've sworn they were impure. But we had a good time chillin. In the old days I would have been upset about this, but the new Margie takes it all in stride. It's cool. And here's the kicker. He's on instant messenger telling me he almost went for it. Damn it. He was looking really good tonight, too. Oh well.
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Sounds like the boy's all talk. But, when the moment comes, he doesn't have the hueves to make the move. Only one solution to that problem...you have to jump him. hee hee
wait who is this person? is this that guy from your work who is younger than you? or did you actually a nice mormon boy finally?
The guy from work who is, indeed, 9 1/2 years younger than me. No nice Mormon boys are ever interested in me. I think we talked about it long enough that he's gonna go through with it. I'm a little worried, though. I can't figure out why he's interested in me, and I have a fear that he think's I'm so pent up that I'll crack and put out. I hope not, cause I won't! I'll just be a big old tease instead!
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