the legendary event occured, and i can't stop being wierd about it.
there was something insightfull i was going to say, something in my mind as i woke up, but it's gone like dreams.
so here's the story:
going out to dinner with the fam. dad and i walked from the apt., arrive early and go to sit in the bar.
except i nearly fall the fuck over when i notice the pretty girl with the purple dreadlocks...
dad and i sit at the bar. there's few minutes where he makes some conversation and i sorta just mumble.
i start calculating the odds, surely it can't _really_ be olivia, except that this is a vegetarian restaurant, and she's sitting next to s5.
they were at a table with about a dz. other people, half of whom were hidden by furniture + arrangement, and the other half were nice looking boys, most with visible tattoos.
my mom + sis arrived, and we all sat down at a table katycorner from sgsf, and i see coco holly and midori, and the hypothetical argument "surely it's not really" is blown out of the water.
i order another drink.
i walk outside, hit my pipe, make a call. i call ponyboy for support. he tells me stories of sxsw burlesque, makes it conceivable for me to approach them... somehow...
so when holly goes outside to smoke, i "make my move."
it was a stunted and absurd conversation, i was really off balance, but i talked to her.
though i didn't really make a fool of myself, i feel like one now, b/c i didn't "recognize" her, and now... whatever.
there was something insightfull i was going to say, something in my mind as i woke up, but it's gone like dreams.
so here's the story:
going out to dinner with the fam. dad and i walked from the apt., arrive early and go to sit in the bar.
except i nearly fall the fuck over when i notice the pretty girl with the purple dreadlocks...
dad and i sit at the bar. there's few minutes where he makes some conversation and i sorta just mumble.
i start calculating the odds, surely it can't _really_ be olivia, except that this is a vegetarian restaurant, and she's sitting next to s5.
they were at a table with about a dz. other people, half of whom were hidden by furniture + arrangement, and the other half were nice looking boys, most with visible tattoos.
my mom + sis arrived, and we all sat down at a table katycorner from sgsf, and i see coco holly and midori, and the hypothetical argument "surely it's not really" is blown out of the water.
i order another drink.
i walk outside, hit my pipe, make a call. i call ponyboy for support. he tells me stories of sxsw burlesque, makes it conceivable for me to approach them... somehow...
so when holly goes outside to smoke, i "make my move."
it was a stunted and absurd conversation, i was really off balance, but i talked to her.
though i didn't really make a fool of myself, i feel like one now, b/c i didn't "recognize" her, and now... whatever.