making faces.
yesterday we were coming back from the track (yes, i excercised! who knew i was capable?). star was telling a story and i was getting distracted, so i started making faces at her whenever she looked away. she never noticed, but we were stopped at an intersection, and i suddenly realized that the next car over was watching, fascinated... i think i made a new friend.
speaking of amusing encounters with strangers... the day before that i was unlocking my bike outside of carlton when i noticed a guy, also getting his bike, looking at me. so i smiled, and he said hi, and i said hey back, but i realized the hi was a sort of hey-i-know-you sort of hi... so i gave him a quizzical look, and he answered by saying, "hey, i know you from somewhere." and i said, "you do?" because i sure didn't recognize him. he said, "yeah, but i have to be in class in four minutes, so i guess we'll never figure it out." and he rode away.
so we'll never know. it's a mystery.
posted by 83eggs @ 19:30
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you should track this guy down, gag him and bag him, and then take him to some alley way and beat him with a shovel.....of love. And then once you have finished beating him into infatuation, marry and be happy and adopt many kids and sell their hair for money and then keep them in a closet and feed them dog food.
love Kate
um... kate? experimenting with that white powdery stuff again...?
oooohh... it was mike! that makes more sense. you're so weird. sign your own name next time!
that makes a great story.
the other night, at dinner with about 15 people, including paul's parents, a girl asked me to tell the Paul and my "story."
i looked at her blankly.
we don't have much of a story, besides, "well, uh, we had a class together... and hung out and stuff..."
so next time someone asks, i'll tell your bike story.
but i want to kick the boy for leaving you (me) hanging.
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