what's a girl to do?
last night i was at church (which was my church, but not, cuz it was a warehouse-type deal with chairs set up kind of coffee shop-type style) for some kind of get-together deal. i was innocently sitting on a couch, with my dad in a folding chair on my left, when christopher plummer joined me (and my dad subtley left). we started talking, and naturally he was very charming. my mind started thinking all sorts of things at once. "christopher plummer is hitting on...no, christopher plummer would never 'hit on' a girl...christopher plummer is pursuing me! oh, but heavens, he's old," for this was not dashing "sound of music" christopher plummer, this was distinguished 70 year old christopher plummer. "this is so wrong. but it's christopher plummer! but he's 70! no, no, no! ohmigosh, i just crossed my legs toward him. and that wasn't accidental. i just crossed my legs toward him with the intent of conveying to him that i want him to continue pursuing me. because i want him to. but i should be discouraging him! he's so old! but he's christopher plummer! oh no. oh my."
posted by melilotnfosco | 4:27 PM
9 Comments:
I'm so confused. Was this a dream?
no, christopher plummer was actually hitting on me :P
oh good. my mother just figured it out for me. she asked if, given the age difference, i would enjoy his company. and i said that i was at that time, and she said, 'well, then there's no problem. he could certainly treat you in the manner to which you would like to become accustomed. go for it.'
i love my mom. :)
Perhaps I had a wicked childhood...
you hussy ;)
"he could certainly treat you in the manner to which you would like to become accustomed" :)) -- your mom's so funny :)
:)
i might need to watch what i eat before bed. last night plaid's family owned a leopard and was going to butcher it for supper that night, above his sister's protests.
here's what a girl's to do: write a new post! :P
;)
ok fine
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