sweet mother of mercy!
it finally happened. i met the future mr. anonymous. his name is craig and he only knows my name because when i was talking to him i was at work and my supervisor was screaming for me to come do something..alas. i could not tarry.
he walks into my line of sight and i wonder, have i met him before? he looks so familiar. then it dawns on me, this is what fate feels like! i go from a casual do-i-know-you look to rather plainly checking the poor man out, and holy crap, he busts me. and i have no slick comeback, no ploy to act like i was looking at something behind him, no clever wink. nothing!...i can't do anything but smile in that way that (hopefully) says, sorry, but couldn't help it - you see an ass like that maybe twice in a lifetime. and he smiles back, perhaps taken aback?
and blushes!
i am rife with smit. (giggles)
he walks into my line of sight and i wonder, have i met him before? he looks so familiar. then it dawns on me, this is what fate feels like! i go from a casual do-i-know-you look to rather plainly checking the poor man out, and holy crap, he busts me. and i have no slick comeback, no ploy to act like i was looking at something behind him, no clever wink. nothing!...i can't do anything but smile in that way that (hopefully) says, sorry, but couldn't help it - you see an ass like that maybe twice in a lifetime. and he smiles back, perhaps taken aback?
and blushes!
i am rife with smit. (giggles)
posted by ginonymous at
4:06 PM
6 Comments:
how fun..
Little anonymous babies... teeheee
Your little anonymous family tree..
Would you, Mister Anonymous and the little anonymous babies like to get together for dinner with my imaginary husband and daughter sometime?
He may be anonymous, but is he amazing?
You are a dork. Not you Ubie, well... yeah I guess you are.
I'm smitten too! Isn't it fun!?!
KK: they're all a mystery to me.
MP: love to! i think it would be a fair evening of discussing the preferred methods of slicing soup, and military intelligence. and all those other wonderful things that reside in my imagination.
milfesty: he was. you know how they show pictures of a properly made boot camp bunk, how you can bounce a quarter off of it? i wanted to do that to his chest. 'course, i'd have to figure a way to get him horizontal first.
nick: i've been alive for almost thirty years, and you've been around most of it. did it really take you this long?
brooke: i think smit is my preferred emotional/attachment state. better than a crush, as there's no worrying and fussing about your looks. better than sex, no primping, shaving, uncomfortable unmentionables. you don't have to worry about changing tax brackets, your name, or even your socks if you don't want to.
tee hee! i'm a girl! look at me waving my hands about in a girly fashion!
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