Tails of a 17th Street Geisha

I have a great story from the sixth grade about this boy who I used to love. He moved to Tex-ass after the sixth grade, but I used to think that he would have totally been my 7th grade boyfriend if he had stayed.

Before he left, he and a friend wrote his name and number on 32 slips of paper to hand out to everyone in the class. I knew he did this so that he could give me his number without it looking like it was JUST for me.

I didn’t want him to think I liked him, so I took the slip of paper and in front of his face, almost immediately after receiving it, I crumpled it up and tossed it in the trash. He was pissed, and looked like he was about to cry when he scolded me and said that he and his friend had spent a lot of time and energy writing his number down. Of course I didn’t want him to think I liked him! The games we play–even in our pre-pubescent youth!

He moved to Arlington, Texas (I never forgot that!) and I haven’t told this story in over 15 years! I don’t know what prompted it but I told this story to Aundrea last week and it came up again today when I told it all over again to my friend Wendy. It was so random that after 15 years, I would tell the tale of lost love twice!

Why am mentioning this now?

HE FOUND ME TODAY!!!

It was the craziest thing.

I got a MySpace email saying I had a message from "Brian the Curler" and I thought it was some random homo hair-stylist or weird local breeder from bumble-fuck Virginia telling me how "cute" i was and let’s be friends at first and see what happens.

However, when I saw the subject line: "Debbie from Gonzalvez Elementary?" I knew it was him and I nearly screamed from hilarity when I saw that it was him. What are the odds of mentioning this story twice to a friend after all these years and then hearing from him? Karma!

I always wondered about him and even looked him up randomly on friendster. So he still lives in Texas, he’s still weird (he juggles!) and he said that he had no idea that I liked him (he thought I didn’t even think I rememer him because I was so indifferent… boy, my "playing hard to get" really worked…hahaha)

So I raised the point that I’ll be in Texas for christmas and he suggested that we meet up out of sheer curiosity and for old time’s sake. He’ll get his karma when I see him because I’ll write my number on 32 slips of paper and when I pass it out to him he can trash it in front of my face. Then the balance will be right and he can go back to living his life… hahahhahhaha

So is that crazy or what? There are other weird coincidences too, like, we’re both total weirdos and have recently become completely, passionately, smitten with a specific sport (he out-geeks me here because he likes CURLING! the only curling I do is with a leave in conditioner and a special blow dryer)

Oh yeah, and another weird coin-cee-dink: I moved to Silver Spring and he was born there. He lives in Texas and a good chunk of my family moved there. Um, am I leaving anything else out? I dunno.

Um, anyway… is that craziness or what? Maybe I should start telling people I won the lottery so that it can happen.

*ps* I’m totally going to meet up with him in Texass!

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