[posting by meghan] so once upon a time, i sent a boy on a mission. he's cute, i'm cute, we work. so he's happy and smiley in mississippi preaching and teaching, but that cute smile got him into a little bit of trouble. turns out i'm not the only one that finds this kid attractive. nope, there's a guy, yes a guy, in mississippi who fell for those green eyes. so what does my honey do? oh he gives this guy my number to prove that he's straight or something. so i now have a new friend named 'i think your boy is hot but he won't go for me 'cause he likes girls and he's a missionary so instead i'll talk to you' we have a texting relationship that usually involves me telling him to find a girl, they're nicer.
not only has my boy's departure granted me one new friend, nope it got me two. see, his missionary companion also has a girl back home and she asked her boy to ask my boy for my number. have i lost ya yet? basically, she got my number. we chatted on the phone once about who even knows what and now i am her best friend. go me indeed. so my days now include trying to turn a stranger in mississippi straight and talking to my new bff about how i should go back to school in idaho so we can hang out all the time. moral? there is none except life rocks my world.
February 8, 2007
the breakup
so the rumors are true, we've moved back to colorado. it's not that seattle's not a great catch and all. i mean, on paper, we seemed like a perfect couple, but at the end of the day, some things are just not worth fighting for.
to set the record straight, there were a couple of reasons that made the move a necessity:
1) i lived there for 4 months...i was starting to feel too stagnant and committed to the relationship and had to get out
2) i'm addicted to the sun (this is probably the real reason)
3) during my stay in seattle, i saw at least a dozen men - yes MEN - wearing skirts. not like kilts or anything. actual, hardcore, that's-the-cutest-skirt-i've-ever-seen-and-it-matches-your-eyes skirts! one morning, i even saw a michael bolton look-alike (mbla) wearing a skirt..no joke...i was on my bus going to work and saw said mbla board said bus. naturally, the first thing i notice is "hey, michael bolton just got on my bus!" already, my trigger finger got itchy to snap a picture of him with my cell phone. but then it got better. mbla was wearing a skirt AND a nice wool turtle neck. it was darling..i couldn't help it, i had to take a picture. i wasn't at the right angle though, so i had to move to get closer. mbla noticed...i tried to play it off like maybe my other seat had loose springs or something so it wasn't that comfortable. i think mbla was fooled. i pulled out my phone and aimed it at him - pretending the whole time that i was just texting somebody and so what if i hold my phone at a wierd angle to do so. then, i snapped the picture. now, i would advise anyone with a picture phone to turn their phone on silent before trying to take a secret picture. this insanely loud shutter sound echoed throughout the bus and mbla shot me a look that clearly meant "why can't we be lovers if we can't be friends." then he got off the bus. at least i have proof...not a great photo, but at least i'm alive today to share it.
to set the record straight, there were a couple of reasons that made the move a necessity:
1) i lived there for 4 months...i was starting to feel too stagnant and committed to the relationship and had to get out
2) i'm addicted to the sun (this is probably the real reason)
3) during my stay in seattle, i saw at least a dozen men - yes MEN - wearing skirts. not like kilts or anything. actual, hardcore, that's-the-cutest-skirt-i've-ever-seen-and-it-matches-your-eyes skirts! one morning, i even saw a michael bolton look-alike (mbla) wearing a skirt..no joke...i was on my bus going to work and saw said mbla board said bus. naturally, the first thing i notice is "hey, michael bolton just got on my bus!" already, my trigger finger got itchy to snap a picture of him with my cell phone. but then it got better. mbla was wearing a skirt AND a nice wool turtle neck. it was darling..i couldn't help it, i had to take a picture. i wasn't at the right angle though, so i had to move to get closer. mbla noticed...i tried to play it off like maybe my other seat had loose springs or something so it wasn't that comfortable. i think mbla was fooled. i pulled out my phone and aimed it at him - pretending the whole time that i was just texting somebody and so what if i hold my phone at a wierd angle to do so. then, i snapped the picture. now, i would advise anyone with a picture phone to turn their phone on silent before trying to take a secret picture. this insanely loud shutter sound echoed throughout the bus and mbla shot me a look that clearly meant "why can't we be lovers if we can't be friends." then he got off the bus. at least i have proof...not a great photo, but at least i'm alive today to share it.
4) the star wars emperor lived outside of my office building. okay, so maybe it was just a homeless man wearing an old comforter over his head like any normal person would do, but you can't tell me you wouldn't be frightened that he would brainwash you into giving him all your change and buying him a stick of starbursts (do you know how hard those are to find anymore??) this was also a phone camera moment.
so there you have it - the reasons i had to get out of seattle. it just wasn't healthy being there. plus, if i stayed much longer, i'm pretty sure somebody would have broken my phone and i don't really want to buy another one.
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