Today I got my haircut, and my stylist Jeni, who's been cutting my hair for 6 years, decided to entertain herself and curl my hair. She got me lookin' super cute, and we had been talking so she knew I was going to the library to write a paper. I joked, "maybe I'll meet some hottie in the biography section," and she said, "you never know where you're gonna meet them..."
I did in fact only go to the library (with a quick stop at work on the way), so I really was dressed up with no place to go. I was working on my final paper for my US History class. This semester, during some of our lectures I've been looking at the pictures and thinking, "George Washington was pretty handsome..." and then immediately wondering, "Should I maybe not share that thought with other people?"
So maybe, just maybe, those hottie founding fathers were checking me out through the pages of my textbook at the library today. Thinking, "man, if I were just a couple hundred years younger..."
Today at work I made my coworkers quite uncomfortable by revealing my George Washington crush. Katie kept trying to change the subject every time I brought it up (see, I told you it was a bad idea to share it with people).
