How to gain a guy in 5 ways....Cass Style

Okay, I'm going to let you all know that I'm not an expert nor do I usually write about guys (as in dating and so forth) on this page. But I'm breaking all rules due to my latest experience(s). The reason for this has been due to the fact that I've been approached more than normal and it was out of completely abnormal circumstances. I wished it was because of my classy moves - but more often than not it was out of me being *gasp* me.

So if you feel like you've exhausted all normal options of gaining the attention of someone try my moves.....you never know what may come of it. (probably a lot of pointing and laughing - at least it was worth a shot!)

5. Running onto the ice and falling nearly flat on my butt and then proceeding to to throw terrible shots all night (not to mention I was all in disarray due to me being late). I was still sought out by fellow curler.

4. Losing your sandals in the park when it's dark out and freaking out about them. Or it could've been when the guy found them and I mauled him over with a hug and slurring outloud he was "Fantabulous!"

3. Going to a comedy movie which induces all snorting (nonstop) and yes, even falling off of the chair at least once cause you can't handle the 'funniness.'

2. Perched on a chair at Top of the Hill....nice Enlish guy comes over and says "Can I buy you a drink." I nodded. He asks, "What are you drinking?" My response, "A Shirley Temple." I got 3 more Shirley Temples after that and a number (granted it requires me to dial 011, ha!)

**And the all time classy move**

1. At the Ballroom after a day-long cookout (ahem, a few too many Whore Islands later) deciding that rockin it to the music was necessary (there was no dance floor). The Shopping Cart move was the all-time winner. At least for one person.

Those were some good times. So now I'm confused on which number goes with what. Damn cocktail napkins!

Happy Birthday Stacie

Today is SS's b-day! Have a great one my dear..here's a poem for you!

There once was a girl named Stacie.
She could sometimes be a little spacey.

But what we love about her the most,
isn't the fact that she makes a great host.

No, it's the way she laughs,
and how her smiles go on for miles.

That's our girl.
The Southern doll with a bit of a drawl.

So let's all go party now!

What the...?!

365

This is it.

I've been in DC for exactly one year today.

Wow. I do have to say that it has really become my home lately. Between the places and friends, I can't imagine my life much different. I want change but I'm not sure if moving will make it better. Plus, after doing my taxes by myself (for the first time in my life!) I believe that the best time to move is at the beginnnig of the new year....seriously, Part-Year Resident taxes are crazy and confusing.

I'll admit, there were days when I wanted to pick-up and leave. To go to the comfort of home (family in MN). But now, when I visit home I end up missing my other 'home' and 'family'. Funny how people can really make or break a place. Seven months ago I was still in search for a DC family, now I'm so invovled with people and relationships I can't imagine what life was like before them. But that's a good feeling.

So yep, I wish I could say I'm celebrating tonight but instead I'll be with my Hokie family at a prayer vigil. That's what family does. We celebrate and mourn - together.

Yeah. That's about it.

These past two days.......

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk along are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
I don't know how

Because maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day?
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About you now

And all the roads that lead to you were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after an
You're my wonderwall

Said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me

I'm just happy it's not sunny out. We can't handle it at this moment. Hug or no hug.

Retraction

Right after I had hit the "publish" button yesterday on my post I recieved word about the VA Tech massacre. So it wasn't the best day. At least not for my fellow Hokies or anyone with a heart. After the first e-mail went out (a common occurance between a few friends and myself) they didn't stop. Most of them included updates on the number of fatalities, the status of friends who were on campus or a simple "I can't believe this...." At the end of the day we had maxed at 102 e-mails between the four of us. Even after several hours and prayers there was still no light at the end of the tunnel and the moods were just as somber. The only thing we could do was be there for each other; in mind and body and pray.

So to my Hokie friends and family, God bless and may the sun shine again in your life after such tragedy.

Friday the 13th

If life got any better I wouldn't know what to do. Really. I'm sitting in a pretty good position. Of course you could always use a little more moola and there's people in your life that shouldn't have health issues, but when it comes down to the very jest of things - life's damn good. I realized that this weekend.

I irony of this epiphany was that I realized this on Friday - the 13th.

It wasn't like anything quite amazing happened. Just another normal weekend with family/friends.

There weren't any obnoxious moments worth reporting for entertainment. But I did try something new - a DC Scavenger Hunt. Seriously, I don't care what city you live in, if you can participate in one, do it. You get to meet some great people, learn more about your city and get your butt off the couch. My team came in second, but it's being debated by the leaders due to the Red team cheating. Wonder what our prize will be?!

Oh and if there's a photo of me mediating infront of Ghandi...yeah....I had to do that.

DC Ya Ya

I had three Happy Hours last night. The funny thing is..I had not intention of any. The day went as normal (well, normal as can be) and next thing I know some co-workers were urging me to stop in at 4 Courts for a quicky. I obliged. Then I got a call from SS. We hadn't hungout together for over a week so of course she needed a good dose of Awesomeness (ahem, me). I discovered a new love - The Continental Pool Lounge. Basically one of the few places to drink in Rossyln. But I loved it. Very retro and good HH specials. So after our bout there we of course went home to drink off our buzz with the help of TC. The evening ended with a pillow fight and a new ottoman. It was amazing and the best part was all of this was accomplished within 1 mile from my place. I love this town.

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Rock the Casbah - most excellent song ever. I guess....

The song became an unofficial anthem for U.S. forces during the first Gulf War largely on the basis of the line about dropping "bombs between the minarets". In fact, it was the first song played by Armed Forces Radio at the start of the war. This has been seen as highly ironic, if not downright insulting, by many Clash fans, given the band's well established anti-war stance. Conservatives counter that it is entirely appropriate, as "rocking the casbah" (as with bombs) was seen as one of the objectives of the U.S. military effort.

I say excellent.....

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It's baseball time. Woohoo! I love and forever will be a Twinkies fan. But unfortunately I live a little distance from my boys.

She's Back

It's been a long time since I've missed a roommate when they are gone. My current one who is not only a friend but also a co-worker was gone for 2 days. I went insane. Yes, it was nice having the place to myself but I had forgotten how much I just enjoyed having someone fun to talk to and go out with. When she walked in last night I flipped out and tackled her with a hug (usually not my fortay). I had stories to tell of my latest journey and needed girl advice. It was so nice and strange.

I say strange cause since the summer of '05 I roomed with people who I wasn't close to. Not that I didn't get along with them, but they weren't the people I would do stuff with beyond our own place. It was fine but I found myself wanting the place to me more often. So what I'm saying, this is a nice change. I'm okay with sa

Red Coat

I now have a new incentive to get married and have children……..it means I can stop looking for that damn Easter basket.

It’s tradition in my family that you have to look for an Easter basket up until the day you are married and have barred children. I think it’s a new way for my family to entice us cousins to settle down. Sadly and thank God, it’s not going to happen anytime soon. So I’m thinkin’ I’ll still be out there trudging through the MN snow (yes, snow in April) looking for my basket with the easiest clue and getting just as upset as I was back in the day when I could NEVER find the stupid thing. Oh the joys of unmarried life. At least the Easter bunny gives us money with our candy!


I would also like to point out – I hate cell phones and Nintendo. But I love new red coats. Long stories, ‘nough said.

The Unexpected.

This weekend was full of the unexpected. There's always the normal unexpected stuff like a phone call from a friend you haven't heard from in months (love you CS!), or getting a compliment by someone who NEVER would do such a thing (hehe, AB!). But this...this I didn't see coming. My status has changed; thanks to TZ. We had been friends, BFF, confidants, the list of titles goes on but we've never held the boyfriend/girlfriend title. This is until the unexpected.

We met 3 years ago and off the bat neither one of us were fans of each other. I thought of him obnoxious and a little pompus; he titled me as a crass, pain-in-the-rear girl (which I was to him due to his 'tude). But time went on and we got to know each other better. The little annoying things faded and the freindship started to 'blossom.' (Okay, I know I'm getting cheesy here but I'm a girl so back off!). We started to spend more and more time talking to each other and would even joke that we'd make a perfect couple (this was at a time when he's sitting on a chair reading the newspaper and keeping me company while I curled my hair before we were going to go out to meet up with friends). We felt comfortable. But the spark wasn't there. That was, we didn't realize it was there. It may have been the comfort level that covered it for the time being (and other issues not worth mentioning of my past). But that changed. Slowly.

After a period of distance (time and physical locations) we started to rekindle the friendship. But then another roadblock came. He found someone else. Well, at least he thought he had and it was only natural for him to go to what's close rather than me out in DC. But that broke and with me by his side, we made it through. And that's when the unexpected happened. We both broke the friendship rule and are now moving into the realitonship title. Yes, it's strange and may be even a little fast, but since there is still distance, it may work.

Yeah, I'm nervous that it might not. But really....why hold back? Sometimes you just need to try the unexpected....it may surprise you.