A pretty girl smiled at me today. The cutest smile. This was in the library and I was there borrowing a storybook. This girl was introducing her guy fren (I hesitate to say 'boyfriend') to Terry Goodkind. Note to be that whoever picks out Terry Goodkind and says it is a good book, is basically a good, well-versed, person in my own book. So this pretty girl, is a good person. She gained 'random pretty stranger points'. And the guy very smartly said, "Wow, this is a thick book. You read too much." Which I could have added more venomous barbs within but that would be me being jealous.
ANYWAES, I was at the H section looking at Robin Hobb cause a fren told me his/her books were fine reading. And she was there too. To my absolute surprise, she asked if I thought Robin Hobb was any good. I confessed, in a stammering fashion, to her that I didn't know the author well, but his/her books were supposedly great. And she did an "Ah well", flashed another cute smile... and took the book. To conclude, she left with the guy fren and the library, leaving me and my superb conversational wit alone once more.
Now, why did she suddenly ask me for my opinion over books?
I can think of several reasons:
a) She had no one to talk to, well at least someone who knew books.
b) She saw me looking at the cover of a Robin Hobb book and thought I knew something about it.
c) My roguishly good looks and stunning personality attracted her to me cause how can any woman resist a conversation with me that constitutes such fun, wit and intellectual stimulation equalling or even surpassing the simple pleasures of a sexual orgasm?
Yes, it must be the third choice. God I'm cool. I borrowed Katherine Kerr by the way... havent read it yet. Will soon. Man, so cool.
On other news, my body is in a mess, with joints aching, muscles DEAD and stamina at an absolute zero. Went to a biomed ball (dun ask me why) and had loads of fun dancing to RETRO. Perhaps the 5 glasses of champagne helped too.
Perhaps.
Photos come later. Left camera at my frens place. God, my body, it hurts.