blog you like a hurricane!

this blog is created for all the lovers, the haters, and the open-mic'ers. we sit here at mama java's enjoying the music. the scenery. and the flirting happening at the next table. i can assume that they are both teachers (as they are doing something with text books and construction paper -- but maybe some people like it like that??). anyway...sometimes when two people are crushing on one another, they are annoying. for example, i know that neither one of them knew that this hip joint turns into an open mic night at 7pm. yet, they still sit...flirting and almost touching.

he wears a blue short sleeved polo. and quicksilver shorts (with a black belt) -- did i mention that his shirt is tucked in. tucked in.

"everything is going to be alright...rockabye..."

anyway...he sports some adidas shoes (black of course), a couple overrated rubber bracelets proclaiming support for cancer, literacy, losers, and guys who wear titleist caps. he favors the apple laptop. what does that mean? it might mean that he shaves a beard a la Backstreet -- yeah. he does that too.

"the tears cascading down my face."

and who flirts back with a douche like this? a fairly descent looking lass with an amulet around her neck -- apparently not avoiding jackasses. more like a magnet. she plays with her hair incecently tugging it behind her ears. her pointy, annoying ears. best part? she has her phone plugged in to the last outlet. i could ask for her to share the outlet usage, but i won't. only because i'm passive aggressive in my hatred. she saw me earlier looking for an outlet and was too busy with her hair to offer a kind gesture. nobody would describe this excuse for a lady as bright, clever, or fun to be around.

i shall name them frank and megan. here is a picture...