the bonus post (climb into my mind)

Today I was in line at Starbucks to buy a grande mild coffee. This would not normally be a particularly notable event, as it recurs with near clockwork regularity on days I have neither work nor school.

The line was moving particularly slow, as there was only one person serving a rather long queue, and one other barista making drinks. 

Perhaps a damning symptom of my current frame of mind, I initially noticed that the girl two spaces in front of me in line had a rather unique Ipod sleeve. It appeared to be made of white crocodile skin, with an orange inner liner that matched her clutch sized wallet. I thought it was neat, did not give it another two shakes, and continued to look around, duly noting that the price of coffee had gone down by two cents thanks to the new cut in the GST (inside, i did a little self high-five). 

After another few minutes (I would normally have been impatient, but I had just bought new cd's and was still basking in my post-purchase afterglow) my gaze again fell on the white Ipod sleeve, and I further noticed that the girl was wearing dark denim jeans, a furry AF hoody and Uggs. 

I made a mental note of how derivative and ubiquitous this ensemble had now become, wondered why asians all dressed the exact same, wondered if I was making the kind of snap judgment normally reserved for a gay fashion stylist, then continued thinking about what bitrate I would rip my new cd's at when I got back home. 

Anyways, after a long while it seems, the ugg/ipod/asian girl finally got to the front of the line and ordered a mocha (again, seemingly an almost cliched menu choice for slim asian girls at starbucks) and turned around to walk past us chumps back in line towards the service section of the counter. 

At this point, I realized what I hadn't noticed in all my previous observations and judgments of her clothing and accessories. 

This girl was drop dead gorgeous. 

She smiled at me as she walked by, and I think I kind of grinned or smiled or something and nodded. I'm guessing the word "gaped" may even have been appropriate, but I'm going to try and save some dignity here. 

I find whenever I make eye-contact with a hot chick lately, I'm trying to maintain that connection as long as possible just to see what happens. Sheepishly turning your head to pretend you weren't looking seems so futile. Just give the girl her due, and take it from there I figure. 

ANYways, I desperately willed the line faster at this point so that I could get my coffee and move towards the area she had settled in, at the very least to get another good look at her before I stepped back out into the (literal) cold of my regular day. I turned to see through the glass, but her head was down busy taking out her laptop.

I feel like I'm not quite at the point where I care enough to seek girls out at random encounters. But I must say, I'm closer. Especially when the girl is beautiful. But for the time being, going on dates and getting to know people is frankly just too much work and effort when coupled with what my regular life schedule will be like over the next four months. 

Part of me is worried that I'm just never going to find time for dating. My goals just don't really allot for it. 

The other part of me is happy that I don't have to worry about impressing a girl who can afford to buy the things a steretypical asian girl likes to buy. Then again, I am growing increasingly positive that I will never be happy with a stereotypical asian girl, so perhaps this point is moot.

Once I get the career stuff more settled however, I feel like I will thoroughly enjoy my adventures in Ugg hunting. 

Until then... window shopping will have to suffice.