Oh, Daniel...why must you torment me with your masculine wiles?? 7:21 p.m. on 02-07-02
Dan Leibensperger wore a grey business suit to school today. This is neat, because I wore a tie for a belt today. We were both mens-clothing savvy. I would really like to jump his skinny little drugged out bones. This kid -- who I know nothing about, by the way, except for the stories Betsy so graciouslly tells me about sitting next to him in Political Science -- has the most sex appeal I've ever seen in a guy. I've talked to him. Once. In September. I was sitting outside after the Miracle Worker play practice -- which for some reason he watched that day -- and he came up to me, looked around nervouslly for about 15 seconds like he was waiting for me to say something (I think I did say "hi"); and then he finally said something along the lines of, "Um, hey, do you know where Mrs. Schnorr is?" which I articulately responded to with, "Well, did you check her office?" "Oh. Um. No. That's a good idea." Then he ran away. And didn't come back. Odd kid. But odd -- with SEX APPEAL. Mmmmm. Now that's the recipe for lovin'. Just to add, this boy is not the boy I was writing about yesterday. Who is also different from the one the day before. So there have been 3 guys so far. I just thought this was getting a little confusing. Well, back to Dan... I guess I'll have to repress my animal urges until we further continue our discussion on the whereabouts of Mrs. Schnorr... Or maybe I should just grab his tush. ...and never let go!! Ohhhh!! Ok, enough writing from me tonight... =megan= Music: "I Want To Sex You Up" - Color Me Badd << >> |
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