December 22, 2003
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Randoms:
I was at the public library the other Friday and this guy tried to pick me up. What the heck? Who picks people up at libraries? Sheesh. This guy was standing on one end of this aisle looking at CDs and I had come in and stood on the other end to look at videos. I could sense him looking up when I walked in. He looked back down at his CDS and then up again and said, “Am I in your way?” And I was thinking, “Huh? HOW are you at all in my way?” But I politely said no, thinking that was all he wanted from me. But he continued to probe me with a lot of questions to get a conversation going. It was so weird. I think if we were at least in the Christian book section (or even a book section for that matter!), then maybe I’d consider it, but we were in the section for nonreaders! Ugh. I was finally totally turned off when he asked me if I liked to go out drinking on a Friday night. I therefore made an effectual escape of the acquaintence by saying, “Nice talking to you.” And walked away. He had a nice Texan accent though.
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Having a best friend is one of the best things in the world. Spending time with Sam on Sunday for the first time in 5 months was like being beamed into an alternate universe. Nothing else matters except for the topics we are talking about. And no matter what we talk about, it seems that we are whirling in insyncopated time. I’ve missed having her around!
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I had the following conversation with my sister last night:
Sis: (showing me the new socks) Mom has 6 pairs for you too.
Me: Good thing too. Look. (I showed her my socks worn so thin you could see the skin of my feet.)
Sis: You should’ve thrown that out a long time ago.
Me: These aren’t even the worse. I have ones with holes in them!
Sis: Hrm… yeah, I guess neither of us are exactly living in luxury.
I was struck by that statement. What happened to us? We were given expensive college education, and now we’re begging for socks from our mom. That’s pretty pathetic! In the eyes of the world, we have failed miserably by its standard of “success.” But somehow, with Jesus, we know we have everything. I am actually pretty content.
Comments (7)
I was picked up in a library once, but I was 16 and didn’t realize what was happening–he was a semi-creepy guy from my 8th grade Latin class that I hadn’t seen since then. So I actually gave him my number when he asked. Ugh.
That is pretty interesting. First at your house, not at the library. Yeesh… you’re… on fire or something! hahaha. I have to agree, though, that potential S.O.’s should definitely be literate. hahahah.
oops! that’s “first at your house, NOW at the library” hahaha.
wow. i was a starbucks during thanksgiving break and a guy who looked high schoolish tried, but i was totally oblivious and elaine had to point it out to me.
i beg for socks from my mom too. ahhaha
wow. interesting story mary ann. i have never been picked up in the library. oh well…
hilarious! hahaha why are you hit on so much mary ann? didn’t know you were such a hot commodity!