I haven’t actually heard my phone ring yet. I’ve gotten voice mail, but still haven’t actually heard it ring. I got a ringtone for it the other day of Bjork’s Big Time Sensuality, and I want to know if I actually set it up right. A watched pot never boils though.

I almost, ALMOST had the perfect chance to talk to Blondie tonight. The store was almost all closed up for the night and there she goes walking by the front door, right there in front of me.

Of course she was with a guy.

They were walking together rather platonically though. Also, we think she’s Russian, or at least part of the Eastern Bloc, and the guy she was with also fit that description. For the benefit of the doubt we all agreed that it was probably her brother, or some other kind of family. Got to keep the faith alive, people.

What’s funny is that my initial impression of seeing her at a distance was an image in my mind that isn’t nearly as good as the reality. For probably the first time in history a girl I have a thing for is actually better looking in person than the image I have in my mind. She’s quite cute.

Some day I’ll actually talk to her. And don’t you doubt that when that day comes I’ll share with all of you.