Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Well, Mike called this evening. We were on the phone for about twenty minutes or so. Huh. One of the first guys who said he'd call and actually did. Gawd I have an unfortunate tendency to babble. Right, John? I had to stop myself and ask, "How about you?" a few times. Put my foot in it; you're not supposed to talk about "heavy" subjects right off the bat, like politics or religion, but I brought up my recent visit to the Temple and the fact that I've got a jaundiced view of religion and then he said that he's a practicing Christian. Ooops. Oh well. He wants to meet on campus this Friday for a quick bite to eat, at ten. I was like, "in the *morning*?" Another faux pas. Damn I'm smooth.

He told me he thinks I'm attractive. Must be the "Dude, WTF?" t-shirt.

So we have to talk for five minutes in German class this Monday. I don't have a watch with a second-hand; maybe I'll take an egg timer (BRRRRRINNNGGGGGGG!!!). I think I'll just talk about the cats.

Missy has a bit of a Slavic look about her, with high cheekbones and tilted eyes. Newman's head and face are rounder and his eyes are further apart, bigger and rounder than Missy's, as well as being a more subdued blue. Peep's eyes are bigger like Newman's, but her face is somewhat longer and more Egyptian-looking.

Awright, gotta go to bed.

posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 9:13 PM

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