the ones where things go in your way.

although it started out kinda bad when i forgot to set my alarm last night after talking to kb for a while [and learning yet another thing that makes no sense. she said the good times we had outweighed the bad, but yet ended it, go fig.] so i woke up at like 10:30 for the first time in a while and was like "oh shit on me, there goes another abscence." but whatever shit happens i figure, so i enjoyed the late sleep and went about my merry buisness.

before i get onto the 'good' stuff for today i'll relate this little tidbit. lately i've been reading a bunch of nick hornby books [he wrote high fidelity and fever pitch (which both got turned into movies incidently, and are both really good movies)] anyways in 'em i find it interesting as hell to see how they use different words to describe things. like getting into a fight is "getting in a row" with someone, and well things are just different. and so after i had woken up substantially i decided i should make the call over to liverpool to see if i could figure out what i had to do to return my sister's liverpool jersey that was too big for her. after being put on hold for about 5 minutes [with some weird almnost country-ish music (who would've thought the british using country music as their 'hold' music)] a nice english lady told me i could just mail it back right pronto with a coverletter and it'd all get sorted out. i almost wanted to keep talking to her just because she's english, and also because she most likely knows about football. but me being an arsenal fan i wanted to say "yes well you do know that thierry henry is loads better then michael owen will ever be, don't you?" but of course i didn't because i figure she'd tell me to sod off or something..

so yes, now i guess i should talk about the good stuff. and well sadly it's not super-good news, just good news. but basically i saw super-hot girl in english class again today and as usual we hit it up pretty good and were joking about the class, and she was whining about how she only had a quarter for the parking meter and i told her she'd be fine. about 10-15 minutes left in class she said "allright my time's up, i'm gonna go" of course i was thinkin if she left i'd never get to ask her if she wanted to do something this weekend. so i told her she'd be fine and to just chill till class was of. so when class finally got out she said if she got to her car and there was a ticket there i was gonna hafta pay it since i "made" her stay. so i say if i'm gonna hafta pay if i'm wrong, i should at least get something if i'm right. she says she'll think of something, i of course have an idea: but i don't just wanna blurt it out, so we keep walking.

anyways as we're getting towards the parking lot i figure i'll follow her to her car just incase [even tho i was 99.999% sure there wouldn't be a ticket there] and sure enough there wasn't one and i was proven right, yet again. so we talk for a few more minutes and i finally figure i might as well ask her what she's doin this weekend, turns out she's goin to do a college to i guess visit friends. eventually she's like 'well how about this, we'll do somethin next week when i know i'm not goin anywhere'. so yea..i think that's quite a good sign, don't you?

scud.