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Under advisement Location: 23:00, walking alone down Broadway Mood: fat 'n content Music: She's my Brandy Alexander always gets me into trouble But that's another matter  ---------- A building around the way caught fire. HEI stops by for brunch but we're captivated by the heat from flames. Quite something, those firemen. Her: There's always something happening around you! Me: I like to keep you on your toes. Friday night, meet up with PCD. Her: Why do you have so many different types of plates and cups? Me: (shrugging) Had lots of failed relationships Her: (pause) That's a lot sadder an answer than I was expecting. End up walking around Columbia for a slice of Koronet Pizza and lounging on the steps to the library. Her: I like you but...I'm seeing other people, you know... Me: (nodding) I'll take that under advisement. Saturday, wrestle. PCD's a little freaked out that I'm pretty much constantly covered with black and blue marks; I look like an abused child. Saturday night, meet up with Heartgirl and some friends downtown. We end up alone, just after midnight, and chat. Me: I'm sorry, I'm not up on the young people speak - what does that mean, Don't catch emotion with me? Her: It means don't fall for me. (pause) I'm looking to date other guys. Me: (nodding) I'll take that under advisement.I kiss her goodnight and she hops into a cab. We're supposed to meet up Saturday but she's always ditching so I don't expect to actually see her. As I turn around, I lock eyes with two pretty blonds, smile and start chatting with them. Me: ...everyone's got their front-runners and back-burners. But that's my story with her (Heartgirl). Why don't we talk about our story? Her: (sarcastically) Well aren't you confident? Me: (grin) Quite.Her: (laughing) I like that. Me: (nodding) I'll take that under advisement.The wedding was beautiful. I'd like a wedding like that. Suppose, I'd have to find a girlfriend first, though...    Labels: Cornell, dialogue, New York City, NYC, single life  Subscribe!Permanent Link :: 4 comments ::
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