Let's see. So after I read Kayla's blog (If you don't follow it, you should. She is so funny). Anyway, in her blog it talked about the Stranger and I was intrigued by this weekly publication (weekly? monthly?). So while my mom and I were driving home from school, I made her pull to the curb and I ran to the Stranger news stand next to the Wallingford Starbucks. It was free. I love free things. : - ) I haven't had a chance to read it yet because I am too exhausted but I flipped to the back page and there is this section of the Stranger called, "I Saw U." It is sooo cute. People write little statements about girls or guys they saw at the bookshop or the coffee store that they were too intimidated to talk to.
Here is a cute example, "Title: Red hair at the century. Wednesday... Swing night at the Century (Aviva side note: Apparently you can just dance for a few hours at Century Ballroom weekly or monthly. That sounds fun!). You have long, slightly curly red hair and an amazing smile. I have a brown beard and was wearing a grey, English driver. (side note from Aviva: what is an English driver? A hate? Pants? What?) You left early. Two dances wasn't enough. When: Wednesday, September 30, 2009. Where: Century Ballroom. You: Woman. Me: Man. Minus the facial hair part, I think this is pretty cute. Unless this is just a "booty call," this is cute. Oh, I hope it is not. But I am going to make myself believe he was interested in her and all he wants is a nice, dinner date.
What would you blog readers do if you were reading the Stranger and a description of yourself was posted in the "I Saw U." section??!
It might look like this: Aviva picks up a copy of the stranger and flips to the back section, "I Saw U." She reads, "Chai Latte Girl at Starbucks. I saw you order a chai latte from Starbucks the other day but was too intimidated to talk to you because of you're beauty and amazing smile. Maybe I can buy you a chai latte some time next week? Who knows what could happen..." Aviva doesn't know to be flattered, scared, or creeped out. Does the ellipsis mean a booty call (Note: Aviva hates the term, "booty call")? Or does he just want to have a chai latte with her? Should she file a restraining order or call the police? Or should she accept a free chai latte? Could this man be a 50 year old creeper or a hot college guy? Aviva doesn't know what to think, so she recycles the Stranger and gets on with her too high pile of homework that she has yet to finish.
No idea why I just talked in third person.
So I really should be studying. Today was bad. Too much stress. Too much work. Too much to handle. I am excited to read the rest of the Stranger. Except the theme is: Seattle Porn Festival. Sounds interesting... Oh gotta love this hippie city.
Goodnight blog readers. Have a splendid evening.
You know it's a palindrome kind of world.
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