The Wee Democracy

angela

so i got an email from a friend of mine. actually, she used to be my step sister. but then our parents got divorced. what does that make her now? who knows. ah, family in america.

anywho, she asked, nay, demanded that i fill in the details about the "enchanting" angela, as she put it. well, enchanting is a bit premature. if there's one thing i've learned in the last few years of solitude and rejection, its not to get me hopes up too fast. i still do, but to a lesser extent, but regardless of the status of my hopes, my nerves get shot to shit. i get all nervouslike, i'm like a footballer and it's the big game, and i'm all nerves -- that was spud, by the way, from trainspotting.

but i digress. so...angela. angela is about my height, maybe an inch shorter. she is very pretty, and has blonde hair and blue eyes. given my prediliction for members of the master race, that's good! (joke) she generally tends to wear black or another dark color, though the other day she wore red and looked fabulous (i've been watching sex and the city, and fabulous wore off).

when she talks, sometimes she lets things slip that exude a familiar brand of cynicism, and i'm apt to think she and i share a similar word view. i believe i've said before that she, perhaps, is a female me. in which case -- well, that's good. i think.

evidently, according to amanda (incidentally, i've always wanted to have a friend who did some leg work for me when i comes to casing the situations with girls -- is that too much to ask? am i lazy? have my friends up to this point been sorely lacking in the wingman department?) angela has a bit of a foul mouth and a dark sense of humor. this is good, because anyone who knows me knows that i can make a sailor blush with the foul streak i can spew at a moment's notice. i also have a bit of a hangman's sense of humor, and blah blah blah. we have some in common, or so it's been said.

amanda said to calm down, and treat it casually, which is what i intend to do. she seems very excited for me, and says that angela's been looking for someone, so there's that. she said that angela will say yes to lunch tomorrow, which is good, cause i figure i need to step things up if i'm to make a move before i leave melrose place. if i leave melrose place.

i'm a dead man.



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