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adrienmundiThe first time I ever spoke to her almost didn't happen. It was almost four years ago to the day, at a birthday party for the aforementioned associate, held at the incredibly cool apartment of some guy I know. I had taken up residence on the stairs, quietly nursing my fourth or fifth cider, having settled in to watch everyone. No amount of coaching or cajoling could get me to talk to this pale, shimmery, animated person, but oh, yeah, was I sure of where she was at any given time. Unfortunately, I had been told she was dating someone, but apparently my eyes didn't get the message.
At some point in the evening, I noticed the associate and this vision of loveliness talking, and looking my way. No sooner did I see that than the associate beckoned me over; etiquette demanded that I answer the call, and in retrospect, I'm very glad I did. I was introduced, and finally, that dazzling smile turned on me; I was almost at a loss for words. Luckily, the cider came to my rescue, and who knows what sort of nonsense flowed out of my mouth. I can't remember how long we talked, or about what; it seemed both quite a long time, and no time at all. At some point, I excused myself, and wandered away, only to sidle up to her later in the evening and strike up yet another conversation. While I make no claims to wit or humor, I tried like hell that night; the smile and laugh were quite the payoff. Then, alas, her stubby, weatherbeaten date decided it was time they went home. Still, it didn't feel as crushing as it might have. Besides, I had realized at some point in the conversation that I passed her neighborhood every day I drove to work; you can bet that I noted that while driving (surely a precursor of benign stalking to come).
At some point in the evening, I noticed the associate and this vision of loveliness talking, and looking my way. No sooner did I see that than the associate beckoned me over; etiquette demanded that I answer the call, and in retrospect, I'm very glad I did. I was introduced, and finally, that dazzling smile turned on me; I was almost at a loss for words. Luckily, the cider came to my rescue, and who knows what sort of nonsense flowed out of my mouth. I can't remember how long we talked, or about what; it seemed both quite a long time, and no time at all. At some point, I excused myself, and wandered away, only to sidle up to her later in the evening and strike up yet another conversation. While I make no claims to wit or humor, I tried like hell that night; the smile and laugh were quite the payoff. Then, alas, her stubby, weatherbeaten date decided it was time they went home. Still, it didn't feel as crushing as it might have. Besides, I had realized at some point in the conversation that I passed her neighborhood every day I drove to work; you can bet that I noted that while driving (surely a precursor of benign stalking to come).
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Date: 2003-01-16 06:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-01-16 06:31 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-01-16 06:35 am (UTC)http://www.necromantic.net/deadparrot/lilith.html
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Date: 2003-01-16 09:22 am (UTC)I LOVE this series of posts :)
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Date: 2003-01-16 09:24 am (UTC)That same night. That same place. Maybe even the same time... was the first time Will and I ever spoke to each other in person.
And I was there with my ex-boy and my notably unsociable friends who insisted that we sit *beneath* the stairs--the same ones on which you sat--instead of mingling...
It was only when I insisted on mingling for a while that I was introduced to Will... which made him realize that we had corresponded via email at a previous time.. which made him email me later to tell me that he had put my face together with the email... which led to us becoming pals... and... the rest.
Hee hee. Do you remember the date of that party? It must have had some truly auspicious astrology/numerology/something going on. :-)
(what's "B," by the way?)
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Date: 2003-01-16 10:54 am (UTC)And, B is for Birthday!
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Date: 2003-01-16 11:43 am (UTC)You're so good with the date and everything! Wow. :-)
Oh, yeah... birthday!!! I even noticed that on my calendar today, but didn't put it together with "B." I'm smurt.
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Date: 2003-01-16 11:56 am (UTC)I while earlier, I had almost moved into that warehouse, to replace a friend with whom I had attended NMT.
To top it off, the prior year, to the auspicious party, Dearest and I had some short email correspondence about me becoming a roomie, but we nixed the idea, because of the idea of integrating our cats.
Little did we know ... :-)
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Date: 2003-01-16 12:15 pm (UTC)Hee hee. This is making me think of the movie Happenstance (Le battement d'ailes du papillon). I liked that movie. But then, it has Audrey Tatou in it...
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Date: 2003-01-16 03:40 pm (UTC)I was there with Fairyhead and Nick, being a bit tentative of showing up there by myself. After all, even though I was invited, I barely knew Scott or J, and they seemed like such *important* people. It was like being invited to the cool people's house when I definitely wasn't one of them -- "well yeah, they said I could come, but they were probably just being polite." I think I brought J a bottle of port...? fuzzy memories indeed. I'm not sure about this, but I think I even rode there with Fairyhead? Confirmation, anyone?
Also, I remember the "second approach". Honestly, I got a strange vibe from you, A! Not a creepy one, nor a warning one, but I couldn't place what it was. Maybe it was a dizzy nervousness and eagerness. In any case, I watched you after wandering off, wondering what was happening. Eh, now I know! :)
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Date: 2003-01-17 06:41 am (UTC)You didn't get a ride with us, as OMP always insisted on driving and wasn't quick to offer rides. If I remember correctly, we had just planned on meeting up there.
I remember very distinctly that OMP immediately ran off with a certain gah-ha-thy chick, and I was so relieved that you were a there and a friendly face.
Ah, the memories ... ;-)
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