Cozumel, Mexico. WARNING: This photo has nothing to do with the rest of the blog.
My Return
You know you haven't blogged in a while when blogger.com doesn't automatically sign you in. For those few readers still salivating at the (1) next to Climbing Rocks on your Google Reader and for the new lurkers: Hello.
Blogging Definition
This pretty much is a blog intro due to my break from blogger. Why you ask? Blogging is like dating a girl who thinks you like her and you think she likes you. You constantly are in the dark on who is buying dinner next, awkward car rides, and the once a week end-of-the-night pat on the back to replace the hug and kiss.
When I was in Montana I went on a date with this one girl. She was...hmmm how do I describe? Ignorant? Yeah thats it. Probably the most awkward 3 hours of my life.
Me: Theres this really cool rope swing I want to show you out by the lake.
Her: I hate the outdoors.
Me: Were going to watch 'The Power of One' tonight with some friends. Have you seen it?
Her: Is that like a non-animated Lion King?
(oh and she talked the whole time during the movie)
Me: *dropping her off* Well I had a great time! I'll see you around! aka Hey it's funner flirting with you at your part time job at Subway and tonight almost turned me gay.
Her: *trying to kiss me* Your such a sweet guy! I totally want to see you again!
Me: *quick pat on her back and sprint to the Saturn*
Lisa laughing at something stupid I probably said about picking apricots next to our favorite coffee shop with Carla.
Lisa <--- breath of fresh air. On the night we got engaged I told her I could see us spending the next 10 years together. 6 more years Lisa! And then I'll get out of your hair.
BLOG DISCLAIMER - Some of the events stated above are not recent and the names of participants have either been changed or not mentioned (ie Montana girl is not mentioned because I forgot her name). I can assure you that the content is new to you as you probably have never seen the picture of Lisa above.
2 comments:
i gotsta be honest.... i know i have no shame, but i totaly would have macked it out, and then ran for the car... call me a sceeze, but macky time isn't always easy to get! when your single on a dry spell.... you gotta stock up brutha! just like food storage, you need at least enough stored up for 2 years! i gotta funny joke, but i swear i'im not racest! what do you get when you mix a mexican and a morman?!?!?! ..... a 2 year supply of hub caps!
Brian ........ .......... YOUR FIRED!!!!
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