I don't exercise on a regular basis, every now and then the mood will strike. I'll run 3 miles or dance my butt off for an hour. When I do exercise I look like crap. Sweaty crap. Last night after we ate at Pei Wei, I felt the need to run the dinner off. Incredible went to the golf range. He told me to meet him when I was finished. The golf range seemed to be about 3 miles from my apartment; so I thought I'd just run that route and meet him there. It felt like ten miles. Incredible thinks it's at least 5 miles. Doesn't matter, it felt like ten and I looked like I ran a marathon when I finally arrived. Then he suggested we head over the bar to watch Baylor win the championship. "Are you crazy? Look at me, I look like crap" I said. "No, I think you look sexy" he replied...aww, I thought he was lying because it turned out apparently I did look sexy.
At the bar, three men had the balls to approach me while I sat watching the game with my boyfriend. Three! They just plopped down and started speaking to me as if Incredible was an Invisible. This led me to believe, I am hotter without make-up or Incredible appears to be my Gay Boyfriend. He was wearing the GAP button down that I bought him; it's a striped poplin in very Spring colors. It is so super cute, no Guy would buy it. Maybe that was it? Seriously, I am not that hot with out the make-up. Or maybe that theory is true: you can always get some ass when you look like ass. Is that really true or just a dating urban myth? If it depends on last night it is so very true. I think it also boils down to the pheromones. Since I was running before, mine must have been stinking up the place everywhere and the scent led the men to me.
Wednesday, April 6
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