nancy is right… you project what you feel. i feel not pretty, like i’m huge, and that no guy in the room was interested in me. i don’t know if that was true or not. it was the weirdest night i’ve ever had in my life. there were 25 girls and 24 guys. the odds were even. there was a really cute firefighter (dave) there. i liked talking to him. and this guy named stan… he was really friendly. i think i’m going to write him down as a friend. then there was matt, who didn’t ask me one question, he talked about himself the whole time. michal who talked about himself, bob who was icky… the tall cute red-head speed skater (knut) who wasn’t interested in me, and then the guy how looked past me the whole time we were talking (can’t remember his name, left that good of an impression)… then, of course there was the player. ed. he really put me at ease, but ended the evening buying water for 6 girls.
so, no love connection, but it was an experience i will never forget. ask me about it tomorrow… i’d love to tell the whole story. and i wish i had met the player first, instead of 6th. it would have made the evening easier.
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