That damn fat, winged, arrow-slinging, naked baby got me again... I'm in love. Five years after my last nightmare (won't bore you people with those details again, but, I do so hope that bitch is trapped under a burning pile of debris that was once her car) this amazing girl just stumbles into my life and I couldn't be happier. back in May I took a trip to Chicago.... let me tell you, biggest waste of money EVER. Rained the whole time... like, Biblical rain. Couldn't do anything. Anyway, the hotel sucked, so by the time i board the plane, I'd been awake for 36 hours or so. I take my seat and I'm slowly drifting off to sleep, but then that magical moment happened... her bag fell out of the over head compartment, and somehow managed to SLING SHOT into my skull. I smiled, picked up her bag and helped her get it into the rack. Turns out she'll be sitting next to me for the next few hours... not that it mattered because even though she was rediculously cute, I needed sleep. Smooth, I know. We land and I make a bee-line for the luggage claim. I just want to go home at this point. So, while I stand and wait, she runs up to me and says "here, you dropped this." and darts off. She had handed me a small note saying "I think you are so cute! Call me! ########## Emilie". I must've stood there stunned for about 2 minutes before I went looking for her. I combed that area of the airport for a good 20 minutes with no luck. Disheartened, I go home... The following night I decide to call... and apparently we hit it off because we talked for a good 4 hours... next night 3 hours... finally a week later we decide to meet up and hang out. We met in Times Square in NY... she lives in Brooklyn and she'd be in the area. We met pretty late since I had been in the city to catch an early viewing of X-men 3 (yay for having friends in high places at Marvel Comics ^_^). Talked, had dinner, talked more... and then walked down to the impound lot at 1:30 AM since I sorta left my car in a commercial parking only spot... so, two hours of waiting and talking with Emilie, and $300 in fines later, we call it a night. We stay in touch over the next few months, never really getting a chance to hang out again because of our awful schedules... up until last week. Tuesday I caught her show... she's an amatuer comedian and is fucking hysterical. Real original and unique... none of that "let me tell you about my boyfriend/husband" or "guys have it easy" or "cramps aren't fun".... we hang out after her set, have some drinks, enjoy the other comics... good times. We part ways and go home. Next day I call her, again tell her how awesome her set was... and somehow I end up back at her place... for 24 hours. Just talking, having fun... it was amazing. I mean, we didn't even notice the sun go down and suddenly Wednesday turns to Thursday. Present day: This girl is absolutely amazing... she's amazingly sweet, funny, honest, smart as hell, and she's good looking to boot! I seriously can't get her out of my head... in the good way, not the psycho/stalker/rapist kind of way. Since last week, we've talked almost every night for at least an hour... GAH! I'm just in such a sickeningly happy mood that I had to share all that with someone... Oh, and before someone puts this in here: let me just say, you're an ass. Thanks for reading my little tale of joy... now go on back to your sad little lives!