Mar 28, 2000
All sorts of goodies have happened recently. Met some lovely girls in the last week or so. A good trend, and I certainly hope that it continues. E & A both work at an art theatre witihin a reasonable bus trip from my house. E is pretty, very charismatic and quite outgoing, willing to strike up a conversation at the drop of a hat. Made showing up early and getting stood up by the Emage crowd quite a pleasant experience, conversing with the both of them. A is more seemingly more knowledgeable, has a beautiful smile and fun wise-ass sense of humor. (I hope it continues to be fun… that sort of thing can get old if that’s all a person can do, but I think she’s pretty cool thus far.) In my pursuit of E, I begin to suspect that A is more my type. That night at the theatre, we all talked for about an hour before the movie began. (Rear Window… Great on the Big Screen, BTW). I shared pocky and cherry coke with the when the power went out, and got to spend a little more time talking with them. I went out with Cathi & Dave yesterday to see Ghost Dog (another really keen flick, I’m really beginning to love that theatre.) and A was there, but no sign of E. I chatted briefly with A, but she didn’t seem to remember me much, probably because I was with other folks, instead of solitary. C,D & I went to Thai food after, and I decided to head back to the movies after to catch the green mile, and hopefully catch E’s eye, and maybe chat the girls up a bit more. Sadly, E wasn’t there, and I arrived just in time to run into the theatre to get going with the movie. I had to step out a couple of times, as I got a Drum of Cherry coke, and the green mile has approximately five urination scenes during it’s three-hour length. I got up for that twice, the second time A noticed me, and commented… I replied “Lots of Pee scenes.” She thought I said “Lots of Pieces” at first, and I don’t even know what she might’ve thought I meant by that until I clarified. 20 minutes later, I got paged by Suzy. (Man, does she have Radar, or what?!?) And called her on the pay phone. A was still sitting on the bench there, looking a little sad, but I didn’t have the wherewithal to talk to her after gabbing with Suzy about email for 5-10 min of my movie-time. I returned to the theatre, and when I emerged at the close, A had gone home. No guts, no Glory, Scotto. I am determined now to talk with A and get her digits, now. I went out with Dan on Saturday, and met 2 great gals too… S, who looked a little too much like Brittany Spears for my taste, and R, who I’m totally taken with. Absolutely beautiful. 5’11” in flats, in her heels she was about 1 inch shorter than me, and all in proportion. Short ‘Dorothy Hammill’ haircut, brunette, narrow build but completely feminine. Knows quite a bit about pseudoscience and quackery, which is a nice break from the new-agey oddness I seem to end up talking with when I go out and about. (Might explain why I find her nearly irrisistable, beauty, grace, height, intelligence, and common sense. If she has any tragic flaws, they’re well hidden.) I fully intend on pursuing her more in-depth. The only downside of recent days was that yesterday I’d have liked to get together with emage-folk, but I didn’t hear from them until late in the day (like 5/6ish) and I was already well into the hanging out with Bohl’s, so that was out. Hopefully they’re not offended, but I don’t imagine so. They have an agenda of their own, and I’m only really included on the weekends.