i like the synergy
i went to dinner with my parents last night and it was nice because it tasted good and i didn't have to pay for it, but it wasn't quite the same without you all. i missed my friends and all the fun we used to have, so, i had a margarita; una margarita grande. i left the restaurant feeling quite happy and when i came home laid down in my bed with a warm fuzzy feeling that i haven't had in about two months. it was quite nice. now, not that i'm an advocate for drinking, and of course i wasn't drunk, but, well, you both know the temporary benefits that it can have sometimes. and my life is so boring right now i'm talking about it. this is sad. i don't really like this blog stuff, it makes me feel like i'm contributing to all the trash on the internet.
at this point you may be asking yourselves, "liz, why do you seem dangerously fond of your middle-aged, married with children, blue-eyed boss?" well, the answer to that, ladies, is simple: he does have blue eyes, when he saw me he hugged me and told me i looked beautiful and he was glad i was back. now, my boss is not hitting on me, he is simply nice and somewhat charming...a rarity around here, and at biola. oh! sadly enough. and, bonus points, he called me laney instead of liz without even knowing the inner workings of my secret mind. and once again, we mustn't forget, his eyes are very blue.
at this point you may be asking yourselves, "liz, why do you seem dangerously fond of your middle-aged, married with children, blue-eyed boss?" well, the answer to that, ladies, is simple: he does have blue eyes, when he saw me he hugged me and told me i looked beautiful and he was glad i was back. now, my boss is not hitting on me, he is simply nice and somewhat charming...a rarity around here, and at biola. oh! sadly enough. and, bonus points, he called me laney instead of liz without even knowing the inner workings of my secret mind. and once again, we mustn't forget, his eyes are very blue.
posted by Anonyme | 9:45 AM
3 Comments:
Actually, i was not asking myself that question, but now that you brought it up I wonder why i have not heard about him before. Perhas now you will not scoff at the affection i have for the kind man who i used to bowl with.
and me for my oral surgeon.
the older gentleman to whom I was referring never bought me a thing (or any of those other things). You are thinking of my other bowling partner who burns bootleg dvd's and is the world's poorest sport. He bought me a new bowling ball so that our team would earn more tournament money as my game improved. he is also a gambling addict. The kind gentleman to whom I was referring plays for the love of the game.
Enregistrer un commentaire
<< Home