I recently saw the John-friend. Among things we spoke of (swing dancing, people getting married/having babies, his girlfriend, World of Warcraft and how SAD AND PATHETIC I am about not playing it anymore, the fact that HE WENT TO ENNIS the week before I saw him.....wait. Yeah. That's freaky, btw. Apparently Ennis has like, the only drive in movie theatre in the metroplex. So there are all these pictures on facebook of John-friend hanging out in my hometown. IT IS WEIRD. Anyway.) is that I
have get to teach jazz band, which, you know, being a clarinet player I've never played in ANY JAZZ BAND EVER, so I'm a little concerned. And he is My Biggest Jazz Resource, and got all excited and helpful and it was so supercute and wonderful and amazing, as John-friend is inclined to be.
Me: It'll be fun! *is totally fretful*
John: *laughs* Don't
worry. We'll get you through it.
Me: *is actually immensely relieved and comforted by that statement*
John: .....uhm. So, that sounded WAY more arrogant than I....you know, I didn't mean....
Me: I know exactly what you mean. And thanks.
John: I always forget I don't have to explain myself to you. I really love that.
Me: *BIG HUGE OBNOXIOUS GRIN, WAGGLING EYEBROWS*
John: *suddenly blushing ferociously* KNOCK IT OFF!
Other People in the Restaurant: *STARE*
I am in an insanely good mood today. I think I'll go down to the tax office to renew our vehicle registration. That should take care of it. Whee!