Sunday, May 19, 2002

star wars.
xfiles kicked butt.  December 22, 2012 we will all die.  only God can
prevent it.  what has changed?  i’m looking at the same screen here.
just the words i’m writing are different.  i know this page is too long
right now.  i’ll clean it up later.  remove some old news.  but i
dont fee like archiving it right now.  i want to write.  i want to
write a story.  but i’m too lazy to finish it.  so i’ll just write my
excerpt

As i walked out of the restaurant I felt compelled to
turn completely around and look and so that I did.  And there sitting on
the bench was one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen.  I threw up
my hand and said, “Good Night.”  I turned to continue to my car and from
behind me I hear this ever increasingly loudness of footsteps.  Even
running at times.  “Excuse me.” “Yes”  “Why did you just do that?”
“Do what?”  “Just throw up your hand say bye and continue on?”  “I’m
sorry, it just felt like what I should have done.  I didn’t mean to bother
you”  “Oh no, you didn’t bother me.  I was just wondering because….”
“Why didn’t you come talk to me?”  “I didn’t want to bother you” “But I
already said you weren’t bothering me”  “But you just now told me that, I
didn’t know that then”  “Would you have come to speak to me?” ”  I’m
not sure”  “Why not?”  “What would I say?  I would walk up to you
and say Hi, How you doing?  well, have a good night.  I hate small
talk.”  “small talk is better than nothing.”  “maybe so”
“What would you have me say?”  “Come and say something, compliment me on
something”  “Its no point.  what could i possibly say to you?”
“tell me you like my hair, or my perfume or anything!”  “Like you haven’t
heard that a billion times now?  You know what I would say to you?  I
would say you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.  And don’t take
that lightly.  I’m very picky.  for me to say you’re beautiful is the
top thing I can say.  You could be fine, or pretty or whatever, but nothing
tops ‘beautiful’ for me.  So for me to come to you and say You’re a
beautiful lady and then walk away would be a joke to me.  I can’t possibly
flatter you in any way.  I can’t astonish you with my good looks.”  “hehe
you could catch me with your personality”  “ok, but i can’t catch you by
coming up to you and saying You’re a beautiful woman”  “why not?”
“Because you must hear that every 5 minutes.  it would mean nothing to you
for me to come up to you and give you the highest compliment I know how to give
to a lady”  “It would mean something to me because YOU are the one coming
to me and telling me I’m beautiful”

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