almost got lucky

Me, smiling awkwardly, as others engaged in lovely conversation.

I came across (oh, I'm sorry, I forgot the "t") this picture today and was reminded of lesser/greater times. Jonny had been invited by some of his old friends to go out to eat, and since we had gone out a few times he naively invited me, too. He picked me up and we met up with his friends at some restaurant, maybe IHOP or something judging by this picture (and from being poor folk).

Anyways, we get there and his old friends are actually a bunch of hormonal, giggly gals. We seat seven of us in a little booth (one on the end in a chair, aka the photographer). All of them keep making wanna-be sexy eyes towards Jonny because, well, he's great. Since everyone's hitting on my man, they naturally don't speak to me or make wanna-be sexy eyes towards me, or eye contact in general. As we ventured into the end of the meal, I started feeling a little/lot of love going up my leg. The gal across(t) Jonny was feeling frisky, but she was hitting up my leg, luckly for me because I was feeling lonely! I gotta say, that girl had skills, although there was no way she could compete with my nasty hair and hoodie.