Why *IS* it that when you - okay, when I - find myself in conversation with someone I really *like*, that all intelligent conversation FLIES OUT THE WINDOW on my part?
And it doesn't matter the venue...if it's someone I am really attracted to, it happens in person, over the phone, whatever.
Seriously.
It goes something a little like this:
1. Strike up a conversation
2. An invisible gnome sneaks up behind me
3. Said gnome whacks me in the back of the head with a stupid brick
4. My cheeks flush and I start saying "I don't know...uh...grusoviejsfoieoieuoru".
Rinse, repeat as necessary.
ack. I love being a woman, don't get me wrong, but sometimes I feel like *such* a little girl, you know?
Okay. I'm going to watch La Vie en Rose now.
27 February 2008
really?
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HAHAHAHAHA! I have a little gnome, too!!
How was La Vie?! I have no plans this weekend (due to a slight illness therefore can-cell-a-TIONS), so holla if you're around, we can couch-camp!
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