S.A. Rambles

Since I’m basically like bambi barely learning how to walk I’ve been getting a lot of advice on how I should approach “my gym hottie” and how to find out if he is interested. Someone points out the obvious “just be super flirty with him” to which I blankly stare because I have no clue what being “flirty means.” Upon further inquiry my friend tells me to just get close to him and “you know” touch him. She then demonstrates this flirtatious act. Yeah….. I don’t know how that would work out. Do I just go up and pet this person? How do you get close to someone at the gym without making it awkward by touching them? This technique does not seem it will work out too well considering that I tense up and become a spastic mess in front of him. I’m totally nailing the flirting thing if he finds my rambles or sarcastic comments amusing but I have no clue if he does so the verdict is still out. I’m also told “Why don’t you just ask him out?” Considering that I am a very blunt and straightfo...

Holy Guacamole! What a way to beginning my trip to San Francisco this weekend. I'm such a neurotic Type A person that I doubled checked, tripled checked, and even quadrupled checked that I had done everything possible to ensure that my flight to SF would go as smooth as creamy almond butter. Yes, I used almond butter instead of your typical "smooth as peanut butter" because everyone knows that almond butter > peanut butter. Back to the story. Well apparently I should just give up on planning because nothing went accordingly. Where to begin....... Well after sitting in traffic and jamming out to all the popular 90s boy bands and female pop singers known to man kind, I finally made it to  LAX with an hour and a half to get through TSA. I figured I was "winning" because I had followed American Airline's protocol of arriving one hour prior to boarding a domestic flight. Well someone should have been standing outside TSA ringing an alarm and shouting cod...