Random story of the day- Ran to the grocery store with my mom the other night. It was like 10ish and all we wanted was something sweet. Thank goodness for 24 hour stores! Threw on a hoodie and shorts, this of course accented my greasy hair pulled back in a pony tail, and poorly painted toe nails. I ended up running into an old friend of mine. I hadn't seen him since last year. Whenever I would run into him at this store, he would politely stop, give me that 'I haven't seen you in forever' hug and update me on his life since the last time we talked. This time was a little different. I don't know if it was the grease stains he aquired from his other job as a mechanic, the sweet smelling aromas of the cookie dough that we were soon to bake, or the un-godly hour of the night that it had become, but he looked good. ha I found myself being so strangely attracted to him in a way that I never had before. I'm sure my mom could notice the excessive amount of blushing, and my inability to follow the conversation. I was so relieved when he said he should get back to work. and I left thinking to myself "what the heck just happened?." haha It was strange to say the least. But I refuse to analyze this any further. I'm still going with the cookie dough theory. : )
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