this boy i like
Last October I had one magical whirlwind weekend...the weekend of October 29-31 I met and inspired all the people that I have dated in the past 10 months.
It had something to do with the allure of my Super Girl Costume, which wasn't really a Super Girl Costume at all because she is a blonde and I had a big black wig that was more like Wonder Woman. But my little sister had fashioned me a really hot ripped up Super Girl tee shirt so I decided that I was Wonder Girl (who appeared in 2 episodes of Wonder Woman).
Being a bar tender at Vintage I am sure didn't hurt either.
Saturday Night:
As I was walking to my place on the way to magically transform into Super Girl on Saturday Night I passed my neighbor Jonathan (the musician) who I had served as my first customer at Vintage and had run into a few times around the hood.
Me: "What are you upto?"
Him: "I have had a rought day."
Me: "Wanna come over and drink Pimms Cup and Pumkin Ale and watch me transform into SuperGirl?"
Him: "Okay."
Me: "Wait, my house is a mess, lemme go home and hide my dirty underwear...gimme a headstart."
A few minutes later he showed up, we drank and I put on my wig, ripped shirt, skirt, boots, and power bracelets, and he began walking me to the subway leading to Michael's house. On our way we passed the first subway and decided to keep walking to be together longer. There was this stunning man dressed in a full out Super Man costume getting into a cab...I yelled to him...."Super Man!" but he couldn't stop and didn't notice that I was Wonder Girl. I shrugged.
"He is probably gay." Jonathan offered.
"YEAH. If he doesn't want me he is GAY." I proclaimed.
Who dresses as Superman anyway, Spandex is soo gay. I thought.
I noticed my cell phone was running out of battery, I hecticly sent a text message to my friends letting them know Michael's address and crossing my fingers that they could find it in DUMBO with out a follow up call.
Later on that night dancing crazy at the Art Party with Emily May by the Igloo, I saw A guy in a suit ripped open exposing his Super Man Shirt...."Super Man!" I yelled, and grabbed for him, stealing the glowing kryptonite from his hand and pushing it into my bra We started dancing and kissing and a struggle for the kryptonite that lasted for a few hours.
"What is your name Super Girl?" He implored.
"I cannot tell you Super Man." I stated coyishly.
"Come with me," he grabbed my hand to try to lead me away from the crowd.
Knowing my cell phone was dead and there would be no way to contact my friends I declined.
"I cannot go with you Super Man!"
Later getting into a cab he had followed us out and yelled:
"Can I have your phone number SuperGirl?"
Emily held my mouth and spouted off my phone number.
I started recieving devilishly intriguing and funny text messages directly afterwards, which a few days later (with a charged cell battery) I began recieving/responding to and that lasted until Superman moved back to Austrailia.
Monday, which was really Halloween I put back on my SuperGirl costume and headed to work begrungingly at Vintage. This is dumb, I have to bartend on Halloweeen I thought. Then this really quiet respectful guy who drank really good beer came in. He was understated, had really messy curly hair and seemed very kind and good natured. His name was John, and he was the only person who came in that night that I didn't know well.
"Why do you have a Super Man Shirt on if you are Wonder Woman?" he asked.
"I am Wonder Girl and I slept with Super Man on Saturday night." Which was a lie but funny.
I kept throwing him free beer and introducing him to regulars, and when ever I got busy I would look up and was glad to see him still there. After awhile I asked him if he wanted to get food after I got off at Renessaince Diner accross the way. He agreed and at 2am (me still dressed as Super Girl) we met up for sweet potatoe fries and he told me about how he decided to become a scientist after his dad spoke in his third grade class. We dated steamily for a couple of months and that ended in tragedy.
The next Wednesday Jonathan came into Vintage and we hugged a little too long and a little to closely and the other waitress, Nadia asked how "His girlfriend who played Nala on The Lion King tour was doing." I told him that it was too bad that he had a girlfriend, because I had a little crush on him. He said that he had been really attracted to me. I shrugged and said, "Well, neighbor, life is long...what do you want to drink?"
When I fostered Buddy, the pit bull Jonathan would walk him when I was at the bar, and told me that his favourite parts of his day were spent with him. I agreed that I too loved the dog and that it improved my lifestyle to be out and around the neighborhood. We bonded, as neighbors do, over the occassional drink or dinner...
Then he went to California lost 40 pounds broke up with Nala and my last 10 months were spent with one get back together, 2 break-ups, one I'm just not that into you and one move to Australia...and I am walking down my street yesterday after having to take my fourth cat pee related trip to the laundry mat with my comforter this week---and I ran smack dab into Jonathan who is back living on my street for the summer.
It had something to do with the allure of my Super Girl Costume, which wasn't really a Super Girl Costume at all because she is a blonde and I had a big black wig that was more like Wonder Woman. But my little sister had fashioned me a really hot ripped up Super Girl tee shirt so I decided that I was Wonder Girl (who appeared in 2 episodes of Wonder Woman).
Being a bar tender at Vintage I am sure didn't hurt either.
Saturday Night:
As I was walking to my place on the way to magically transform into Super Girl on Saturday Night I passed my neighbor Jonathan (the musician) who I had served as my first customer at Vintage and had run into a few times around the hood.
Me: "What are you upto?"
Him: "I have had a rought day."
Me: "Wanna come over and drink Pimms Cup and Pumkin Ale and watch me transform into SuperGirl?"
Him: "Okay."
Me: "Wait, my house is a mess, lemme go home and hide my dirty underwear...gimme a headstart."
A few minutes later he showed up, we drank and I put on my wig, ripped shirt, skirt, boots, and power bracelets, and he began walking me to the subway leading to Michael's house. On our way we passed the first subway and decided to keep walking to be together longer. There was this stunning man dressed in a full out Super Man costume getting into a cab...I yelled to him...."Super Man!" but he couldn't stop and didn't notice that I was Wonder Girl. I shrugged.
"He is probably gay." Jonathan offered.
"YEAH. If he doesn't want me he is GAY." I proclaimed.
Who dresses as Superman anyway, Spandex is soo gay. I thought.
I noticed my cell phone was running out of battery, I hecticly sent a text message to my friends letting them know Michael's address and crossing my fingers that they could find it in DUMBO with out a follow up call.
Later on that night dancing crazy at the Art Party with Emily May by the Igloo, I saw A guy in a suit ripped open exposing his Super Man Shirt...."Super Man!" I yelled, and grabbed for him, stealing the glowing kryptonite from his hand and pushing it into my bra We started dancing and kissing and a struggle for the kryptonite that lasted for a few hours.
"What is your name Super Girl?" He implored.
"I cannot tell you Super Man." I stated coyishly.
"Come with me," he grabbed my hand to try to lead me away from the crowd.
Knowing my cell phone was dead and there would be no way to contact my friends I declined.
"I cannot go with you Super Man!"
Later getting into a cab he had followed us out and yelled:
"Can I have your phone number SuperGirl?"
Emily held my mouth and spouted off my phone number.
I started recieving devilishly intriguing and funny text messages directly afterwards, which a few days later (with a charged cell battery) I began recieving/responding to and that lasted until Superman moved back to Austrailia.
Monday, which was really Halloween I put back on my SuperGirl costume and headed to work begrungingly at Vintage. This is dumb, I have to bartend on Halloweeen I thought. Then this really quiet respectful guy who drank really good beer came in. He was understated, had really messy curly hair and seemed very kind and good natured. His name was John, and he was the only person who came in that night that I didn't know well.
"Why do you have a Super Man Shirt on if you are Wonder Woman?" he asked.
"I am Wonder Girl and I slept with Super Man on Saturday night." Which was a lie but funny.
I kept throwing him free beer and introducing him to regulars, and when ever I got busy I would look up and was glad to see him still there. After awhile I asked him if he wanted to get food after I got off at Renessaince Diner accross the way. He agreed and at 2am (me still dressed as Super Girl) we met up for sweet potatoe fries and he told me about how he decided to become a scientist after his dad spoke in his third grade class. We dated steamily for a couple of months and that ended in tragedy.
The next Wednesday Jonathan came into Vintage and we hugged a little too long and a little to closely and the other waitress, Nadia asked how "His girlfriend who played Nala on The Lion King tour was doing." I told him that it was too bad that he had a girlfriend, because I had a little crush on him. He said that he had been really attracted to me. I shrugged and said, "Well, neighbor, life is long...what do you want to drink?"
When I fostered Buddy, the pit bull Jonathan would walk him when I was at the bar, and told me that his favourite parts of his day were spent with him. I agreed that I too loved the dog and that it improved my lifestyle to be out and around the neighborhood. We bonded, as neighbors do, over the occassional drink or dinner...
Then he went to California lost 40 pounds broke up with Nala and my last 10 months were spent with one get back together, 2 break-ups, one I'm just not that into you and one move to Australia...and I am walking down my street yesterday after having to take my fourth cat pee related trip to the laundry mat with my comforter this week---and I ran smack dab into Jonathan who is back living on my street for the summer.
what will it be?
posted by Larken at 8:36 AM
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FOLLOW UP: TOOK MY KITTY OVER TO NEIGHBOR BOY'S HOUSE and met his "friend" who was wearing his sweats and curled up on the pull out couch next to the spot he just got up from. They were "watching movies" I know that is code for: "Doing Homework" which is code for "Hanky Panky."
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