Beautiful Stranger (From my Myspace blog)

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Beautiful Stranger Current mood: amused Category: Pointless Blog Life   Ahhhh!!! It’s good to be eating solid food!!! LOL…I thought my teeth were gonna fall out cause my gums were all soft from only taking in liquids. We’re good now…I know ya’ll wanna know what I look like without teeth, but…you’re gonna hafta wait a while. Oh, lol, yesterday on the way to the Ritz Carlton, there was this guy. I only say guy cause Greek God would seem a bit extreme. You ever run into someone SO fine that you’d NEVER approach them in a million years? Or, someone so good looking that you automatically assumed they had the i.q. of a popsickle stick? Well, let’s just say, he looked…like the type of guy that routinely has panties thrown at him. Literally. (I feel a draft, dammit!).  He looks EXACTLY like: Mario. Yum! . Okay. So, even though I’m NOT interested in dating again til I’m 80, I did find it hard standing near him on the train. It was crowded, so we had to stand up…face to face, in a tight space. I felt like I was in an episode of I Love Lucy, lmao. If I were still in a relationship, I probably wouldn’t have noticed the guy. And being out of a relationship, I DIDN’T wanna notice him. So I did the only thing I could…I called Denise so I’d have a reason to focus on something other than his dress shoes, slacks, crisp white shirt, perfect teeth and “come hither eyes”.  As soon as a seat became open, I sat down…away from him. But then another opened, and he sat down across from me. I carried on my convo, (we were talking about him in code) hoping he’d get off before me, and I could go on with my day. But he didn’t get off. I crossed my fingers for him to not get off at my stop… But he did. And I was power-walkin like a mutha!!! LOL, Denise is on the phone talmbout, “Just go up to him…if he’s THAT handsome, you’ll kick yourself later if you don’t…just speak…he’ll admire your boldness, and your sense of humor will win him over…duh!!!” But…I didn’t wanna win him over…hell, I didn’t wanna know him, lol. As I tried to explain that to D, he came from behind, laid his hand on my shoulder and said, “Excuse me…Miss…” I spun around, surprised. There was a long pause filled with him just staring. “I see you’re on the phone and I didn’t wanna bother you but…I… *deep breath* you’re beautiful.” I told Denise to hold on, and then thanked him. He asked how old I was, and told me he was 21. Recently, I made a vow not to date younger again and as if he could tell, he said, “I wouldn’t usually approach a woman I knew was older, but…you’re…(long pause again) beautiful.” (He said beautiful like he was out of breath ) Lol…he then gave me his name (Justin) and number (that I won’t call…) and then headed off back towards the train–which meant he either missed his stop, or he got off early. As I watched him walk away, the Mary Tyler Moore theme song played. LOL…oh you thought I was gonna blog about something worthwhile???