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Thursday, January 16, 2003 ( 3:06 AM ) shut up christine Haven't we met before? He was the one guy that Christine actually liked talking to on the phone (nevermind that she paid him $4.99 a minute – that’s beside the point). They had been talking for a few months and Christine decided it was time to make her move. “So…umm, what are you doing right now?” “I’m in bed wearing nothing but an edible…” “No no no, I mean for real. Do you have any plans tonight? Cuz I was wondering if you wanted to go out on a date maybe…I mean if you’re not busy or anything.” “Yeah! That would be nithe.” (He has a sexy accent okay?? Accent, lisp..same deal) “Really? Cool beans. I’ll see you at 8 then.” “I’ll be there. Thhee you later alligator.” So at the crack of 8, Christine went out to wait on the steps of Cuesta, and sure enough a hot ass mofo rolled in on a souped up razor scooter (yeahh boyyy! When I say souped up, I mean he had wheels with the blinkie lights… blinkie lights ya hear me?! Sooooo cool). And he was so hot that Christine’s glasses immediately fogged up. “Are you Chrithtine?” “I sure am sweet thang…are you Steamy Beef Monkey? “Heh, yeah, but you can call me Carlothe.” Carrrrlos…precious………my precious……Carrrrr…… Okay back to story…Christine mounted his handlebars and after an hour and 48 minutes they reached the In N Out across the street. He was a perfect gentleman…he even pulled out a chair for her to sit down, but he felt stupid afterward since the chair was bolted to the floor ahahhaha good times. Their conversation went like this: Carlos: “I really like your earringthh.” Christine: “Thanks…I like them too (she wasn’t wearing earrings but hey that’s cool…take what compliments you can get) And so the night went on…*fast forward to Cuesta* “I had a really thuper night, Chrithtine. Thank you for… umm…*leans in to kiss* … … …. …. “Oh crap, did I just block you?? Ahh I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to..I get really nervous when stuff like that happens…could you try that again?” So he did… and fireworks went off, the peasants rejoiced, and for a moment the whole world was at peace. After he left, Christine went to her room and wrote all about her perfect night in her blog. the end :) # Saturday, January 04, 2003 ( 2:46 AM ) shut up christine I’ve been neglecting my poor blog. I feel like I have a thousand things to say but I can only think of one thing to write right now. There’s a group of little boys in my neighborhood ranging from 4th to 9th grade. They're all the little brothers of the kids I used to hang out with when I was younger. I guess they’re not so little anymore. They take my Popsicles and make crank calls on my phone, but they’re still pretty cool. Anyway, I spent a lot of time with them over the summer. Last June when I first got my skateboard, I was scared of going down the driveway. They said “Don’t worry, we’ll catch you,” and then they all waited for me at the bottom to make sure I didn’t fall. Lately I’ve been playing that memory over and over in my mind. Yesterday was January 3rd -- the one year anniversary between the new me and my family :) I love mi familia! # |
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