So for the next year Liza and i cross paths - from never having thee seen the girl before to seeing her everywhere i am. Once a month, then twice, then once a week - then it just got stupid. i felt like a stalker - but at this point in my life i was highly allergic to women. Something about my DNA and my jean pool - which was limited as i was losing weight again - kept me far from them. except this one. Those darn eyes. it got creepy. No matter how hard i tried to not look - not wonder - not to scream - Please just take me to Vegas!!! I want diamonds in my eyes!!! No matter how i tried to sit with my back to her on my - her - our favourite patio i just couldn't control my face. So i gave in.
One fine summer night - under the lights lanterns and umbrellas i finally said it out loud. Too loud.
" Hey Von Tottenham! " I sadly stage whispered to my lovely friend and server of most excellent food and wine - "Ya see that girl over there (pathetic pointy point) she's gonna be my girlfriend." This came out with all the grace of Cam eating pancreas with Sloan and Ferris.
" Umm" VonT replied, with that teenage tone of truth dare double dare promise to repeat - "Oh Really? - cause i am pretty sure she has already has one." oh slam. swig. swallow. slam back.
"Ya well - I am pretty sure that i don't care - Oh - and big ps - she is so taking me to Vegas."
She looked at me like i had just bitten off half the worm in the apple. The drunk poison worm. The one in the bottom of the tequila bottle. And it was hanging out of my smug face squirming for its life. Clearly there was nothing to say. There is awkward - and then there are these moments. moments that change your life forever. moments when what comes out of your face changes the face of your life. There is no explaining it.
Kinda like there is no explaining Vegas. Or Cancer. Each person's experience is different. Both are a gamble. Some win some lose - but the only way to find out who wins - is to play!!