Kevin's Random Thoughts
Monday, March 07, 2005
The All-Nathaly Super Post...
Nathaly aka Moore's Chick
How I met her: Around September of this past year, Mike and I were doing our usual Saturday night thing at the O2. We were at the bar on the balcony when a train of girls walked by. We checked them out, per usual, but one of them caught our gaze and smiled. Mike recognized her as the girl who fitted us for our tuxes. I instantly jumped off my stool and went up to her, but had nothing to say. So I just asked if it was her. Then I made a sleazy joke about measuring my inseem. She walked on. Typical Kevin fare. So then Mike and I are looking over the dance floor when she comes by again. I give talking to her another shot. I have no idea what I said, but once I was done and turned back towards the floor, she apparently gave me a "look back" which Mike noticed. So he pushed me down the stairs after her to talk to her again. I showed her "my" ring and got her phone number and email.
Why I like her: She's beautiful, in and out. Outside, she's SMOKING hot. She was hot enough to enter the Coors Light Maxim model search. When she came out in a bikini I almost exploded. She's also the sweetest. She always takes a moment to talk at the bar, even if I'm so drunk I'm like a child or a retH^H^Hmetally challenged person. And she'll chat online and make me smile when feeling blue. I'm also pretty sure she's got one Hell of a wild streak underneath the cool outer shell. I'm dying to see that side in action someday... [Take that however you want ;)]
Something she doesn't know about me: I have pretty bad eyesight, making my distance vision very poor, especially in a dark bar. So everytime I'm at the O2 I have to ask Mike to find her on the dance floor for me so I can go talk to her. Then I memorize the color shirt she has on. The color shirt + the hair color help me find her. When she dyed her hair it really fucked me up and I could never recognize her.
So why don't I ask her out? I did once. The bitch turned me down! But that's fine. I get my heart broken on a daily basis these days ;) Seriously, though, she's a Helluva girl. Maybe someday she'll realize I'm a Helluva guy ;)
There ya go, Nat. A post dedicated to you. And a postive one for once.
Nathaly aka Moore's Chick
How I met her: Around September of this past year, Mike and I were doing our usual Saturday night thing at the O2. We were at the bar on the balcony when a train of girls walked by. We checked them out, per usual, but one of them caught our gaze and smiled. Mike recognized her as the girl who fitted us for our tuxes. I instantly jumped off my stool and went up to her, but had nothing to say. So I just asked if it was her. Then I made a sleazy joke about measuring my inseem. She walked on. Typical Kevin fare. So then Mike and I are looking over the dance floor when she comes by again. I give talking to her another shot. I have no idea what I said, but once I was done and turned back towards the floor, she apparently gave me a "look back" which Mike noticed. So he pushed me down the stairs after her to talk to her again. I showed her "my" ring and got her phone number and email.
Why I like her: She's beautiful, in and out. Outside, she's SMOKING hot. She was hot enough to enter the Coors Light Maxim model search. When she came out in a bikini I almost exploded. She's also the sweetest. She always takes a moment to talk at the bar, even if I'm so drunk I'm like a child or a retH^H^Hmetally challenged person. And she'll chat online and make me smile when feeling blue. I'm also pretty sure she's got one Hell of a wild streak underneath the cool outer shell. I'm dying to see that side in action someday... [Take that however you want ;)]
Something she doesn't know about me: I have pretty bad eyesight, making my distance vision very poor, especially in a dark bar. So everytime I'm at the O2 I have to ask Mike to find her on the dance floor for me so I can go talk to her. Then I memorize the color shirt she has on. The color shirt + the hair color help me find her. When she dyed her hair it really fucked me up and I could never recognize her.
So why don't I ask her out? I did once. The bitch turned me down! But that's fine. I get my heart broken on a daily basis these days ;) Seriously, though, she's a Helluva girl. Maybe someday she'll realize I'm a Helluva guy ;)
There ya go, Nat. A post dedicated to you. And a postive one for once.
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