Sunday, February 05, 2006

5/365 Steve

At church he tells me, “You have a zit.” Does he somehow believe a teenage girl does not know this about herself? At one point, I thought I liked him, but really, there was no one left to like. It was just his turn.

6 Comments:

Blogger - Fat Red Ant said...

Touché. Who hasn't been there! Perfect.

February 05, 2006 8:25 AM  
Blogger jane said...

i would have then sat there during the sermon, obsessively touching the zit, just wishing i had a mirror.
ugh, teenage-hood.

February 05, 2006 8:44 AM  
Blogger GreenishLady said...

Does "Oh... You have a mustache" beat that? Just wondering!

February 05, 2006 12:27 PM  
Blogger mm said...

lol

It continually amazes me how often we seem to know all the same people.

February 05, 2006 7:05 PM  
Blogger Indigo Bunting said...

The human experience does seem to have its universal aspects!

February 05, 2006 8:35 PM  
Blogger - Fat Red Ant said...

I think I knew that most everyone got zits and that guys could be jerks - but I feel SO much better that I wasn't the only one who liked someone (for a whole day!) because he was...um, next.

Thanks!

February 06, 2006 1:04 PM  

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