Let's see how stupid this sounds...
Alright, for the better part of the last two years I've been the turkey in the middle of two slices of bread. At first it was fun, but then one slice kind of let itself get moldy. So the sandwich became an Atkins sandwich. But then I, aka the turkey, realized that I couldn't breath those two years since I was stuck in the middle. And now that one bread was missing, I got a little taste of breathing and I now want to run away and become one of those lone turkey slices rolled up on the appetizer tray.
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so today, i had the pleasure of actually meeting someone i met over myspace in person. i felt like i was on a blind date - or worse, a match.com blind date. he was the dude who made the vinyls i posted.
it was an all around strange process. he gave me his phone number over a message and asked me to call him when i was out of class. i send him a couple of text messages throughout the morning, and when it came down to call him i got kind of nervous.
is that normal? that I was nervous? it's kind of like I wanted my voice to be cool, to sound pretty. he sounded effin' weird. i bet i sounded worse.
"Hey is this Erik? (duh, it would be erik. it's his number, sylvia.)
"yeah"
"hi, this is sylvia"
"yo"
"..." (umm, "yo"? really? ok)
"blah blah blah let's meet at Barnes?"
"well, i'm from san benito. i don't know where barnes is."
"Barnes? You know, Barnes. Barnes and Noble, on campus..."
"Oh! yeah, see ya there"
maybe he wanted to sound cool too and forgot about Barnes.
anyways, so walking towards someone you meet over myspace is weird because you are kind of sizing up the person to the picture (and you know they are too) so I just hid behind my sunglasses.
"Hey gangster. Whats up?"
I put out my hand to shake and he extends his arm to hug.
"We don't shake. We hug :)"
"oh uhh heh"
it was just funny. i kind of want to do that again - except not over myspace and not over match.com. Maybe a really good friend can set me up on a blind date. it's kind of a weird rush. i saw a blind date at starbucks with Lisa and we were laughing at them and hoping they would sit near us so we could keep laughing (discretely, of course). i allow you to laugh discretely at me.
