Once upon a time, a girl named Laura met a guy named Stink Pants #5...
When I was a sophomore in college up at Snowtown, I met my friend C Masta J. C Masta J is one of the most unique people I've ever met. I remember one time, we were hanging out in his room.
C Masta J: Hey Laura.
Laura: Yeah?
C Masta J: Ever feel like you just wanna eat a baby. (Long pause of stunned silence.)
Laura: NO! No, C Masta J! No.
C Masta J: Oh, okay. It's gone now. (Both erupt into violent fits of laughter.)
Of course, now I realize I have eaten babies, but they were baby octopi and therefore less funny (unless you read the post).
Anyway, C Masta J and I remained fast friends all through college and up to the present day. In my senior year, I broke up with a guy I had been dating for two years (September 2002). It sucked, but it just had to be done. There's no way I could've been happy with him (although I'm sure he would beg to differ.) It was in those dark months afterward (of course, almost every month is dark up in Snowtown) that I met Stink Pants #5.
We first met at a party.
My first impression of Stink Pants #5: Man, that guy's sideburns are huge!
Stink Pants #5's first impression of me: She's really loud.
It turned out that Stink Pants #5 was C Masta J's roommate. I had been to C's house many times before, but I had never met the infamous Stink Pants #5. After we had met at that party though, I found more reasons to go to their house. I also unwittingly mentioned my fondness for Stink Pants #5 to C Masta J, and being the awesome friend that he is, C Masta J also gave me reasons to come over.
Around this time (November/December 2002), C Masta J, Stink Pants #5 and their friend Master AM, had this weekly practice of having brunch on Sundays (these boys are cooking fiends). Again, being the awesome friend that C is, he invited me over for brunch.
So I went over around 10:30 in the morning. Japanese and Chinese music filled the house, resonating from C's computer (C Masta J is quite the collector of music from China, Japan, Taiwan, etc. Actually, he's in China right now teaching English). I didn't take my jacket off, because these boys are cheap and kept the house at a chilly 60 degrees Farenheit, with 10 degree weather outside. There were C Masta J and Stink Pants #5, sitting at the kitchen table drinking tea. Apparently they were waiting for Master AM and I before they got started.
When Master AM called to say he'd be late, we started. We were going to have eggs benedict, in addition to sausage, pancakes, toast, and other foods full of breakfasty goodness. Stink Pants #5, being the dish bitch, just sat and watched as C Masta J made homemade pancake batter (you know, sans Bisquick). I had already started on the hash browns, and Master AM was stopping by the grocery store to get eggs. We were listening to the Chinese music when I had a thought.
Laura: Hey, C Masta J, do you have any Yoko Kano? (Stink Pants #5 snaps his head up at Laura with a great big smile.)
Stink Pants #5: WILL YOU MARRY ME?! (Laura, caught completely off guard, stops chopping.)
Laura: WOW! Somebody actually asked me to marry them! That's the first time that's ever happened to me! (to Stink Pants #5) No, but thanks so much for asking!
That's when we realized we both had an affinity for anime, Cowboy Bebop in particular. It all snowballed from there. We found we had more and more stuff in common (especially our full-blown nerdiness). We were dating by the end of January 2003, and then we were engaged by June 2004. The funny thing is, when they found out we were dating, people who knew Stink Pants #5 and I before we were dating said that we were perfect for each other. Then they wondered why they hadn't thought of us getting together before (Dave and Kati).
So that's the beginning of our ongoing story. Hopefully, it'll continue for a long really long time (if I have anything to say about it.)
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