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I went to an anatomy workshop today to do some nude figure drawing. I was totally sucking in the proportions department. I kept making the woman's lower legs too small. At least I didn't draw her off the page like I did last class. Ugh.
So afterwards I start chatting w/ this Indian guy who was in my workshop. We were walking back to the transit station and detoured to Starbucks, where he offered to buy me some coffee and I ordered a disgusting (it being a Starbucks and all) yet caffienated beverage. He was decent looking, a year or two older than me, fine arts major, not all that fluent in the English. I wasn't really all that attracted to him, but regardless I kind of like the idea of having a sex life and hey! Better looking than the last three guys who asked me out. He asked for my number. I gave it to him, then remembered that I lost my cell phone and gave him my e-mail.
So smooth I am, oh my God.
I may well have a date for Friday. With delicious, delicious Indian food that I don't have to pay for. I'll put on hot clothes and see if this is leading where I hope it's leading.
You know. To his penis.
My panties, they are so lonely.
Right then. Back to the vidding.
So afterwards I start chatting w/ this Indian guy who was in my workshop. We were walking back to the transit station and detoured to Starbucks, where he offered to buy me some coffee and I ordered a disgusting (it being a Starbucks and all) yet caffienated beverage. He was decent looking, a year or two older than me, fine arts major, not all that fluent in the English. I wasn't really all that attracted to him, but regardless I kind of like the idea of having a sex life and hey! Better looking than the last three guys who asked me out. He asked for my number. I gave it to him, then remembered that I lost my cell phone and gave him my e-mail.
So smooth I am, oh my God.
I may well have a date for Friday. With delicious, delicious Indian food that I don't have to pay for. I'll put on hot clothes and see if this is leading where I hope it's leading.
You know. To his penis.
My panties, they are so lonely.
Right then. Back to the vidding.
YAY! PENISESSS!!!!
Date: 2006-12-12 04:54 am (UTC)I love you just for this. You know that don't you?
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Date: 2006-12-12 06:41 am (UTC)Penises, they are awesome, but I haven't always been impressed with how the boys attached handle them with regard to me. *ponder*
Good luck with the Indian guy! (I, too, would love a sex life. And hey, I was always a little sad that I never managed to date one of the pretty Indian guys in London. So I'm living vicariously through you here.)
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Date: 2006-12-12 07:46 pm (UTC)Hear, hear (or should that be here, here? I've never known). Although in my case it's got to such an extent that I'm wondering if penises are, in fact, as awesome as they're cracked up to be. No pun intended. Um.
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Date: 2006-12-12 08:11 pm (UTC)You got it right. *g* (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hear_hear)
You're giving me Very Bad Mental Images here. Here, here!
Now, judging from your response (which couldn't possible be vagued up any more & ;-), you're questioning The Penis Per Se?
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Date: 2006-12-12 10:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-12 07:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-15 10:16 pm (UTC)::highfives on the possible getting laid::
::also highfives on the indian guys::