My life IS a movie.

Don't believe me? Here are a few things to make you believe otherwise...

Movie Scene 1:

Two weeks ago, (i think?) I went to CMU with Talley to watch her boyfriend play in a water polo tournament. Halfway through the first day, Talley pointed out a cute guy to me. The more I looked at him, the cuter and, eventually, hotter he got. Swimmer physique, cute reddish brown curly hair, GREAT smile. Well, a little while later, I'm watching the game and he just appears in front of me with a water polo ball. He looks at me and smiles, then asks if the ball belonged to our team. I didn't see Drexel on it, so I said no...then Talley recognized it as Frank's and quickly said yes before hot guy left. So he looked at me again, locked eyes for a bit, smiled and handed me the ball. Not even two minutes later, he was back with another ball. In what I imagined was a flirtatious voice, he asked if this ball was ours too. I flirted back and he left again smiling. I continued to watch him every once in a while, and when I'd find him, I'd see he was looking at me too. I explained this to Talley who then pushed me to give him my number. At the end of the second day, I decided I had nothing to lose. I wrote my number down and went to go find the hot guy. Nowhere to be seen, but he was at the score table earlier, so I decided to give the paper to someone there and have them give him the number. So I handed the number to a girl sitting there and asked her if she could give it to the red-headed guy who was there earlier. She said sure, and we left. That night, Frank got an e-mail from their team's captain explaining that I had in fact given my phone number directly to Hot Guy's girlfriend and their team couldn't stop laughing about it.

Now where do you see that? Maybe on an episode of Seinfeld or Friends, or a romantic comedy. Need more??


Movie Scene 2:

I've been flashing the pearly whites and mindless chit chat with a guy that comes into work most days. He's a cute guy, smart looking, with glasses. So obviously I think he's gorgeous. Well, I went swimming with Talley Monday night and low and behold, there he is swimming in lane 1! So now I'm all self-conscious about my body and try to get into a lane before he pops his head up and sees me. Once in the water, I'm not sure if I should wave to him or what, and I wasn't ever truly sure if he saw or even recognized me. So I decided, I'd wave or say hi if he did it first so I wouldn't make a complete fool of myself. After my warm-up, while I was sitting on the deck stretching, I saw him leaving. Then, crazy as it is, he turned around and waved goodbye to me. And it wasn't one of those, "Oh, hey!" kinda waves. It was one of those outstretched arm, fingers moving together...kinda like you'd wave to a baby. So I wave back with a big grin on my face...that is, until I see out of my peripheral vision this Asian girl in the lane behind me waving back. Wonderful. Imagine how embarrassed I am when he comes into work now.


Movie Scene 3:

Here's the comedy act. So Talley went home this weekend, and when she isn't around, I find myself cleaning or hanging out with other ppl or getting work done. Well, I had time to kill Friday night until I was going to be picked up to go to a party, so I decided to clean up the kitchen. I washed half of the dishes when I decided to tackle the kitchen table and clean out the frig. After getting most of the trash out, I returned to the apartment to find another box of trash and a few drinks from Java City that I didn't finish and neglected for a few days (oops). So, instead of dumping them down the sink and make the apartment smell delicious, I placed the half-full cups in the box, against the corners and squished things up against them so they wouldn't topple over on my way to the dumpster and get all over me. On my way out the door, I saw the leftover bread on the top of the frig and decided I'd throw that out too. It was pretty windy and I had a goofy maneuver where my intention was to stop the door from slamming. In order to do this, I had to set the box on the table wicked fast and grab the door. Well...the box wasn't fully on the table, so instead of causing a buttload of noise with the slamming door, I ended up with two gross chai tea lattes on my kitchen floor. Cursing myself (and the door) I started to clean up the mess, only to find it had seeped under the plastic dresser holding our food and microwave. So I slowly slid that out of the way to clean up underneath that as well. Well, I went one push too far and I heard this horrible sliding sound and looked up to see the microwave coming directly for my head. (I had forgot that it was still plugged in and the cord wouldn't give anymore) I have never reacted so quickly before in my life. I successfully caught the ridiculously heavy microwave, but the glass bottle of worcestershire sauce didn't make the cut. Nor did anything else that was on top of the microwave. Luckily the glass didn't break, but Lord did it make a HUGE noise. Not to mention everything that fell that I didn't catch was now rolling around in the latte mess. I doubt it's necessary to point this out...but that little bit of bread that I meant to throw out that started all of this is still on top of my frig.


For the less embarrassing part of the movie...

Movie Scene 4 (a compilation of 2 days):

I tend to frequent a local coffeehouse here, especially when I haven't gotten out of my apartment a lot. I just got a new book and I love to read at the coffeehouse with a hot tea or latte next to me (plus the music tends to be good there too). Anyway, I've been down there a lot this week. One day, while killing time before work, sitting in my usual seat near the back, a group of students took the table in front of me. Music majors would be my guess since the one guy just couldn't help himself and broke out in song not once...no not twice...but three times. At one point, I overheard their conversation about the internet, more specifically Wikipedia. Now I'm sure you ALL know what Wiki is...so I won't explain that. But I found that I could really relate to what one guy said. "I'll start at the article of the day then click on another link, then another, and another. Before I realize it, 30 minutes have gone by and I'm looking at 'Parsley'!" Now just to demonstrate how great this coffeehouse is, I'll relay what happened the day after the Wiki discussion. I was sitting against the wall reading, when my friend Jon came in and made his way through the crowded shop. Before he reached me, he asked, "Hey! You didn't happen to see a large burly man by the name of Chris, have you?" And before I could answer (or even laugh) a guy 2 or 3 tables over shouts out, "My name's Greg, not Chris." And not only did Jon and I crack up, but the whole crowded coffeehouse shared a good chuckle. Jon made a point of saying Bye to Greg on his way out.



And there you have it. Now I hope you believe me when I say "my life is right out of a movie!" Just thought it was about time I updated..and knew these stories would give a few people some laughs.

Until next time...