Good Things Come in Any Packages
I didn't see TobyKeith this weekend, but I did talk to him on the phone for a bit. He was busy doing farming stuff, and I was busy doing homework (and going dancing). I continue to think that I could really like him, but the distance would be hard. If I'm gonna have a beau I want him to be around.
I went out Saturday night and danced practically the whole night. It was awesome. But it would have been a drag with a non-dancing bf in tow. One guy danced with me a few times and then asked me to study with him this week. He probably actually wants to study, but we'll see.
I like surprises. Today I got a package from UPS. When I saw it I had no idea what it might be, because I hadn't gone crazy on eBay lately. So who would send me a package? No one sends me packages. No one, it turns out, except TobyKeith. I opened it to find the disposable pie tin and rubbermaid thingy that I gave him with the leftover pie. Inside that was a Toby Keith Cd. It was a cool gesture, and it makes me think that maybe he's thinking about me as much as I have been thinking about him.
I went out Saturday night and danced practically the whole night. It was awesome. But it would have been a drag with a non-dancing bf in tow. One guy danced with me a few times and then asked me to study with him this week. He probably actually wants to study, but we'll see.
I like surprises. Today I got a package from UPS. When I saw it I had no idea what it might be, because I hadn't gone crazy on eBay lately. So who would send me a package? No one sends me packages. No one, it turns out, except TobyKeith. I opened it to find the disposable pie tin and rubbermaid thingy that I gave him with the leftover pie. Inside that was a Toby Keith Cd. It was a cool gesture, and it makes me think that maybe he's thinking about me as much as I have been thinking about him.
posted by Julene | 11:27 PM
5 Comments:
I have to give TobyKeith props on that one.
And, who knows? Maybe the study partner will grow into more...
College. Study partners. Long distance vs close. Ah, the days of yore. Who am I kidding, college was all beer, parties, and no sleep weekends. . . for 7 years. But hey, I made it.
I say live it up, go for it, love, experience, enjoy. Don't go too crazy, but don't be too buttoned up either. One day you have to get a real job and have responsibility and that, my fine Julene friend, is a pain in the butt.
So glad you stopped by for more questions, I answered by the way. Bring friends if you want, it's still a party at Spiffy's. . . . apparently he never gave up on the party life.
Oh, i've read a little, very intrigued. You have a unique and lively writing style and I enjoy it a lot. Especially when you write with emotion. I'll be back. I'm not sure if that is a threat, warning or present. It's something.
Rwa, I have to admit, my heart was aflutter when I opened it. It was very sweet. It was like something out of a movie, except I wasn't dressed to the nines and there was no cool background music playing.
And Spiffy (may I call you that?), thanks for stopping by. I'll try to make it worth your while.
Please, Spiffy is my prefered moniker. It makes me feel all clean and pretty. . . . that sounded kinda gay. . . . it makes me feel all shiny and new? no, now I'm sounding like that Madonna chick singing about being touched for the very first time. . . . now I sound even more gay cause I know that. . . . crap!
Did you ever start a comment and realize it was going downhill fast, but you had to keep going for the commedic effect? Hope it was worth it. Spiffy is great by the way.
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