The Force is Strong With This One

Or should I say, the pheromones are strong with this one.

I’m emitting strong waves of SOMETHING cuz I swear to god I felt like a piece of meat this morning and I don’t know why. I’m not particularly cute, wearing normal clothes and such. But HOT DAMN. I was getting eyes and look overs and one guy stopped in his tracks and stared at me as I walked by.

Flattering indeed (I might be a little bit of the hottness after all. ha ha!), but disconcerting at the same time.

It actually started yesterday on the way home. When I got on the train there were no seats. I noticed this one guy with a giant hat on, like he had dreads stuffed under it (he was black) looking for a seat juggling a laptop (even though he had a laptop bag… put your damn computer in it dummy!). I saw him look at me, but I ignored him and when a seat opened up, I took it. Unfortunately it was a double seat and this fool sat right next to me. He mumbled something and I made the mistake of engaging him by saying "What?"

BIG MISTAKE.

He said, "Oh I don’t want to crowd you."

And I was like "oh whatever, no problem."

I put my head on my hand, closed my eyes… AND HE STARTED TALKING TO ME.

Oh what’s wrong? You’re tired? Do you have a boyfriend? Oh, do you live with him? With your parents? You live alone? You look hispanic, but you’re mixed aren’t you! You have kids? Is your boyfriend the father? Oh I bet it’s two different fathers. You think they were losers, but they weren’t. They just weren’t destiny. …

and on and on about how to pick the right man. How they are keys to doors and they are this and that and how i have to figure out what I want and what it is about my bf that I like and blah blah blah. I wanted to sock him in the jaw and make him shut up. Seriously. It was horrible. I tried ot not look at him and I probably said three words the entire time, but he just wouldn’t shut up! And he had curly hair on his knuckles that grossed me out and I just wanted him to go away. but he didn’t.

Then he had the nerve to go into how HE WAS THE RIGHT MAN FOR EVERY WOMAN ON THE PLANET. and how he was broke right now, but he’d be rich soon and he could take care of all the women in the world that he wanted.

He ranted about his myspace with 1900 hot girls as his friends and how he wanted them all. and how it was no secret that a guy wants any girl he sleeps with to sleep with only him and nobody else while he can have all the girls he chooses. He listed all of the celebrities that he wanted to sleep with, including Britney Spears (and how he cheered when she got divorced *blink*) and Paris and NIcki Hilton. ARE YOU SERIOUS?! GO AWAY!!!!

He didn’t mind giving up guys secrets to me.

Oh he can tell I don’t love my boyfriend and I want him.

I was his destiny because he came up to talk to me.

*blink*

I tried to run away from him when the train stopped… but he followed me. I did a quick look back to see how fast I’d need to run and he took that as another cue to TALK TO ME "Wow! You looked back to see if I was coming, that’s so sweet"

 

NO IT’S NOT!!! I WANTED TO RUN AWAY FROM YOU.

He followed me off the escalator.

"Oh one more thing, can I give you my myspace? Do you have paper? Let me come with you to your car."

I turned around and looked him straight in the face "Go where you were going and leave me alone."

"Oh… ok… I don’t want to crowd you… can I have your number?"

"No!" I began to walk away.

"How about a hug goodbye?"

"NOOOOOOO!!!"

The man was batshit crazy. I almost ran away but I guess he got the hint. If he had been looking after me I’d have had to wander around the parking lot so he wouldn’t know what my car looked like. Creepy scary ass fool. Leave me alone!

Fast forward to today and I’m getting eyed like a porterhouse in a butcher’s window… and while it’s flattering as I said, it almost feels weird. This doesn’t happen all the time, and hardly ever when I feel as mediocre as I feel today. but I’m in heat and I know I’m giving off some strong hormonal impulses. I can’t help it. the one guy who stopped and stared had some pretty blue eyes and I tried to not look at him.

 

ha.

I’m crazy.

anyway, the ride in to work was evenful indeed. It’s weird to look up at almost every male that’s passing and see him staring. It’s like… uhh hi? or… something… heh

But now I’m at work.

blah.

I have some other things to talk about but I have to get ready for the fun meeting later.

but I want to talk about my night with baboo.

Oh the sex was AMAZING… so good. I missed it a lot… but the "afterglow" was hormonal and stupid. *sigh* I hope I’m over all that, cuz it annoys him, and frankly it annoys me too! We did talk about the stuff I mentioned in my little favs only entry yesterday, so I’ll get out with that too. And he told me that I perfected my ribs recipe! score! They did come out pretty good. My sweet dry rub is a success!

urmom’s a sweet dry rub.

That’s what Baboo would say.

Anyway! I’m thinking about doing a roadtrip up to see my love muffin (things are in a good place again whee) for New Years. I’m trying to get off work a little early on the eve and at the suggestion of Baboo I might just rent a tiny car and drive up there. This all depends on gas prices staying LOW LOW LOW and me having enough money after I pay my bills this month. I do get 3 paychecks, which is pretty sweet, so I hope so! I hope I hope! If I can save up a couple hundred bucks I’m set! So we’ll see. It’ll be hard doing that drive alone… but worth it methinks!

 

I will also be doing much posting of my story. I’m looking for volunteers who actually want to re read it and do some editing and plot fixing with me. I already have one amazing volunteer, but I’ll take a few more. I’ll email you the entire manuscript when it’s completed… so let me know!

 

Alrighty, I gotta go… do something for work. I guess.

ew.