If you're out there somewhere, call me. Also, if you're out there somewhere, I apologize in advance for the following use of the third person.
(In chronological order)
Pegi Fogerty [sp?]-
Oh my god Pegi! When I was in high school, I took guitar lessons one hour a week, and Pegi was an (amazing) girl who took guitar lessons at the same time and place. So many things were amazing about her. First of all, she was a beautiful girl. The kind you could take home to your mom, and your mom would have no choice but to high five you afterwards. It made me feel warm inside just to see her.
She also had a totally awesome personality. Sometimes, people would hang out after their lessons and shoot the shit with David ("of the guitar," the studio owner). I would go out of my way to be there when she was. I loved to talk to her; she had some amazing, casual, comfortable conversation. She had really good sense for what was interesting, and she listened really well. She also had sweet interests! Sometimes I would talk about a movie only weirdos like me enjoy, and she would have always seen and enjoyed it (example: Freddy Got Fingered). At the time, she was amazing to me in every way.
I knew she had a boyfriend, and I have never believed in coming between people, so I left it alone. Later on, she moved her lesson to another time of day, and I never saw her again. Pegi, where are you now?
Sarah Schell-
This one is a bit weirder.
Sarah was the neighbor of some of my good friends in college. At that time, I was in the business of getting ridiculously drunk at least once a week, and I spent a lot of time staggering around their dorm. One night I wandered into Sarah's suite and ended up hanging out for a while. Its possible I was really creepy and / or really awkward, but at the time being out of control just felt so good I wouldn't have noticed either.
I vividly remember I was talking to her by a door out onto a balcony. She was standing akimbo on one leg, kind of running one leg over the other, and I thought "This girl has the sexiest legs I have ever seen anywhere." We were talking about different physical sciences and the relationships between them, and I thought "This is the deepest girl I have ever met." Never before or since has a girl bowled me over so much the in the first few hours after our meeting.
Thats the end of the nice part of the story, unfortunately. Later on, I got the feeling that her roommates and my friends didn't get along, and I didn't feel comfortable staggering in. Maybe today I would be loyal enough my feelings to just go for it anyway, but at the time I was still shy and fearful of being awkward.
I vividly remember I was talking to her by a door out onto a balcony. She was standing akimbo on one leg, kind of running one leg over the other, and I thought "This girl has the sexiest legs I have ever seen anywhere." We were talking about different physical sciences and the relationships between them, and I thought "This is the deepest girl I have ever met." Never before or since has a girl bowled me over so much the in the first few hours after our meeting.
Thats the end of the nice part of the story, unfortunately. Later on, I got the feeling that her roommates and my friends didn't get along, and I didn't feel comfortable staggering in. Maybe today I would be loyal enough my feelings to just go for it anyway, but at the time I was still shy and fearful of being awkward.
Sometimes, when I am drunk and I meet a beautiful girl, I have an intensely spiritual and religious feeling of how beautiful and terrible the world is. I am not even going to attempt to explain what I mean, and I am aware that I might sound vaguely ridiculous. But for those of you with an idea of what I am talking about, the night I met Sarah was the perfection of that experience.
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