Reason #9874 I'm a moron.

I started reading Steve Dixon's Phone Rings the other day. I think I'm going to read Learning to Bow, the memoir by Bruce Feiler about being in Japan first, but then back to Phone Rings. Anyway, in the light of that attempt, I'm going to record the following in a Dixon-esque manner.

Phone rings. It's Matt. He left the parking lot of the place John, Chris, Aaron~Renee and I are sitting fifteen minutes ago. "Hey," Hannah says, turning from the group. "Hey. I forgot to ask you, earlier, I meant to. But just, uhm, like, the next time I see you, can I just, uh, get my ring back?" He says, and it would sound to everyone like it's no big deal, but she knows him and knows that of course it's a big deal. [that bit there, Dixon wouldn't do, but ah well-- it's mine]. "Sh-Sure," she stumbles, "Yeah." "Great," he says, but she's not really listening any more. "Bye," Hannah says and hangs up. John is telling a story and looks down at her. "God! Who called you?! Like a second ago you were Miss Biggest Smile Ever and now you look like you watched someone shoot your puppy, Skip." Hannah shakes her head, half smiling. "Pretty much."

I think I need to be done with the male species, for like... ever. God simply hasn't brought the correct person into my life. I'm not the correct person for anyone who would be the correct person for me yet anyway, but still. The other night, driving home from Lauren's, I got this very settling peace in my heart about it all. When it happens, it'll happen and I won't expect it or be looking for it. That's how He is. And for right now, I'm cool with that. But still... men.

In other news: I SAW TRANSFORMERS!!!!!! I reverted back to a 13 year old girl at a Backstreet concert when I saw Optimus. It was absurd. There was cheering and I was glad b/c if everyone hadn't done it, I would've stood out a lot more. Although no one freaked out quite as much as I did at "Freedom is the right of all sentient beings". Meh. Pretty much squeezed the muscle out of Johnny's arm during the Optimus~Megatron fight. Intense.
Favorite part of going to see a movie with John:

Me: OmG, Tyrese. Mmmph.
John: Wait... the black guy?!
Me: Yeah! He's LOVELY.
John: All this time I thought you were talking about white boy. I'm so confused. And now realized there is absolutely no hope for me.

later:

Me: That was a really stupid line.
John: It's okay, you were supposed to be distracted by his fantastic hair, anyway. [beat] Good thing it wasn't Ty-whatever's line.

anyway. it was phenomenal. since 90% of you haven't seen it yet, I won't give anything away. Just this comment: Shia LeBoeuf got older and hot. So there's that.

And now, sleep. I have to get up in 4 hours and take my car to the shop. Ugh.

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