What did I do today? I woke up. Bitched at the dog for unplugging my alarm again. Got dressed in about 2 minutes and pulled a Wolf (IE: Recall the scene in Pulp Fiction during "The Bonnie Situation" bit wherein "Mr. Wolf" say something to the effect of "it's 20 minutes away; I'll be there in 10"? That's pulling a Wolf) and some how managed to go from being completely asleep to at school on time in slightly more than 15 minutes. At 2 o'clock I left school with a female junkie type friend of mine. She was begging to go "Krogering." (For those of you off in areas lacking the Kroger Chain... it's a grocery store) I agreed with the stipulation that she get back my russian hat. (you know... the big furry kind with the ear flaps) She said Alisa had it. So we drive over the Bellevue and try to find Alisa's house, and fail. So we drive over and try to find Jenna's house. We succeed. Jenna isn't there... though Brian is. Brian and Deidre (The junkie friend) discuss financial matters (EG: "where's my $5?" "What $5?" "The 5 you owe me from that 25 I have you, then you give me a 20-sack")
So we go back to my house. Then we go to the store. Then we come back from the store. Then Ariana comes over.
She tells me of her day spent in the company of Maryam, a girl I met from AOL based purely on virtue of the fact that we were born on the same day. Mentions that Maryam mentioned something about us meeting her and her boyfriend, Nate, and another friend at Waffle House in Clarksville. Ariana also mentions that "If you see her(Mary) you'll want to have sex with her."
So we 3 (Ariana, Deidre, Me) drive out to Clarksville, about an hour away. We spend 3 hours sitting at the Waffle House drinking the bottomless 89¢ cups of coffee.
However, the statement "If you see her you'll want to have sex with her" is not exactly accurate. Maybe I'm just weird... Maybe I have some sort of psycho-sexual dysfunction... The point is just because I see a pretty girl does not mean I want to have sex with her.
Certainly I will look. Judge the nature of the curves. Decide how pleasing is the terrain. And I will probably do this in a more overt manner than most people. As far as I can tell, I gather this information for an objective comparison. I just genuinely like looking at beautiful things.
So maybe that doesn't make as much sense as I thought it would. Oh well... some things are beyond explaination.