oh help me unexisting entity in the sky
February 8, 2009 § Leave a comment
On the busstop on my way home a guy who looks like Pharrell Williams approaches me, oozes sex and strikes a conversation with me. And then my bus arrived. I’m not sure if to curse it or thank it. He was by far the hottest man ever EVER trying to talk to me. (I think I need to higher my standards. If I can get a guy like that, I’m aiming way too low.)
My knees are weak and my brain is one squeeshy mess. Probably still good I went home to sleep instead of following the midbrain instinct (to stay and smile like an idiot and make halfwords/noices).
Seriously, someone that hot, hitting on me? Maybe there is a god, after all.