The First Phone Call

That easy smile that slides across your face and curls the corners of your mouth that first time you look at your ringing phone and see his name (which you couldn't help but save because you're so frickin pathetic) across the screen...

That feeling you get... The giddiness, the giggles, the excitement...the slight audacity of hope.

Then you reel yourself back into reality, reminding your stupid, pathetic self that it will take less than a month - at the very most - before the shit hits the fan and you realize that he's soooooooooo not worth your time (story of my life, I tell you!). But either way, that feeling you get when someone brand new - who's actually attached to a penis - is ringing your otherwise paperweight of a celly to spend time talking to and getting to know you...

It's nice.

*Grin* *Happy Dance* *Grin AND & Happy Dance*

Update: Be sure to get a GOOD look at what you think is a hot piece of ass while you're in the club dancing in the dark - especially if you agree to see that same hot piece of ass during the light of day! *blank stare* And that's all I'm gonna say on that one.