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omg i can't even
Dec. 28th, 2009 11:37 amso you know who showed up, right?
yeah.
and he was all, "OH HAI RAMONA I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WORKED UP HERE" with his big smile and his blue-grey eyes and his infernally skinny pants. >_<
OH YEAH. AND HE TOLD ME WHERE HE LIVES.
IDEK.
excuse me, i'm going go and flail and die now.
you learn something new every day.
Sep. 11th, 2009 02:44 pmo1. the pretty hands boy has another name. it's rob.
o2. rob knows my name.
o3. rob remembers his "ramona dance."
o4. rob is 20 and a junior in college.
o5. rob has managed to rope himself into a job teaching drumline at a local college.
o6. rob makes a superior meatball sandwich. mo does see the irony in this.
o7. rob has very pretty blue-grey eyes.
o8. rob thinks that mo has a really nice voice.
o9. mo is dangerously close to squeeing all over herself.
1o. mo is entirely too old and too happily married for this nonsense.
i need to go lie down or something.
we've got to stop meeting like this.
Jul. 13th, 2009 02:48 pmoh yes. it was the pretty hands boy.
:swallows:
and he was all, "ramona, where've you been? i thought you'd left me forever."
(it had been a little while since i'd been, and the last time i *was* there, he wasn't.)
O_o
and then he proceeded to do a dance when he went to get my sammich.
he called it his "ramona dance."
I AM NOT LYING TO YOU.
and then of course he had to touch my hand with his hand when we exchanged monies.
oh god. my heart. she fluttered.
i almost made a phone post about it, since i had my cellphone with me, but decided against it because i was so goddamned giggly you wouldn't've been able to understand me.
"ramona dance."
:dies:
reservation for hell, party of one
Jun. 25th, 2009 04:03 pmwhen's the next bus to hell? i'm reasonably sure i'm supposed to be on it.
