life done write

.One.
This weekend at Starbucks: met the world’s most attractive man. Mostly deemed so because of a kick-ass smile that made his eyes crinkle up in an adorable way. Also, nicely built. Also, amazing eyes. If said man does not email me soon, I am going to be considerably sad. And may try to stalk him online anyway.

.Two.
Feeling very freed up at the moment after finalizing most of the details of my later-this-summer Europe trip. Finalized details include two new shoe purchases specifically for the trip and two other new shoe purchases that I couldn’t resist. Oh yeah.

.Three.
Happiness is a much greater attractor than attractiveness. Or at least that’s been my experience. The less stressed I am, the more I get hit on. Thus the eight-month-long dry spell that coincided with being over-tasked at work. See? Also thus the exceedingly many pick-up lines used on me this weekend while I was happily plugging away at Switzerland planning and writing things I love.

.Four.
Yesterday, while out drinking at one of Denver least fine establishments (Falling Rock Brewery — mean, unresponsive staff, gross facilities), was hit on by a strange, drunk and frightening looking Asian man who was holding my married friend on his lap. Totally awesome. Also, said hitting on happened diagonally across a full table of about 10 people, causing everyone else to stop their conversations and listen to my awkward…”uh, no…I don’t have a boyfriend…uh…” Good freaking times.

.Five.
Did I mention the man with the amazing smile? Because I would like to snuggle him please. Thank you.