tadzi

so this is kinda cool.

for the three or four of you who read this, you know that usually, when i tell a story, the moral of it ends up being, "jason is an asshole and proud of it." however, this time i get to tell a story where that isnt the case.

i had class this past weekend. the crush has this thing where she will sit perpendicular on one of the massage tables, grip the one side closest to her feet, then stretch her back leaning backwards across the other side. she does it all the time. well, this time, she lost her grip and started to fall (head first), still trying to grab a hold of the table as she is falling, taking it with her.

my reflexes are ANYTHING but catlike. but apparently i was on the ball on this occasion because i literally dove across the room and caught her. she jokingly said, "my hero," and kissed me on the cheek, at which point i looked something like this only with a much more uniform red color.

anyway, i still hate most everyone, but it is kinda nice to show my human side on occasion.