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I am not a fly.
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| I am not a fly. |
| 04.23.06 (1:34 pm) [edit] |
I met a guy today. It was one of those awkward (sp?) meetings, and it felt like a set-up. I stayed after church longer than ever, spending time talking with people I haven't (with one guy in particular, who gave me career advice). As I was getting ready to leave, this guy and one I know came up and started talking. The guy was all nervous, and talked about noticing me playing the hand bells, and made some kind of comment about my wrists. Whatever I said to whoever I talked to, he related to something/someone he knew. I was bright red, and didn't really know what to do, because I wanted to be friendly, but I didn't want to share too much or anything... The highlight for me was when he asked if I like to bikeride, and I said, "No." It's the truth, and I don't know why I think it's so hilarious. He wanted to know what I like to do weekends (movies/hang out/books). I'm probably making a bigger deal out of this than I should, and maybe he was just being friendly, and doesn't have a crush (my experience tells me otherwise), so sorry if I wasted your time- it was just a different experience for me, and I wanted to share.
On another note, I did (almost) all my laundry in the bathtub yesterday. Isn't it exciting to have clean clothes?
That's all from the life and times of Erin.
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posted by: SparklingSnow (reply)
post date: 04.24.06 (9:58 am)
Did I fail to mention that I think he has some kind of mental illness- all jokes aside? That was part of the reason I felt uncomfortable, because he seemed unstable and needy.
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