A girl sat next to me on the bus on the way home. She seemed unremarkable, the bus ride was uneventful and I doubt I will ever see her again.
But the QFC girl. Okay. Yes. This is probably the worst/best retail crush of my life. Completely. I saw her again today, since I ran out of cheese. My heart goes a 1,000x a minute, start breathing a little faster, feet get heavy, ears get warm. I feel like a cop is pulling me over when I see her. For an image, she's sort of reminds me of Zooey Deschanel in "The Good Girl" but mostly for the kind of oddly detached way of going about her business. I need to stop thinking about her and I need to find a new grocery store OR I need her to slap me around for a while and then we can sit down to a nice meal in a fine dining restaurant.
I'm going to go play video games and drink hard liquor with some other geniuses. Have a good Thursday evening.