Just when I think life can’t get any better, it does.

I’m a small girl, about 5’1, and am the type of girl that likes to throw on a T and my Chuck Taylors when it’s a nice pretty day out side, one much like today. I planned today out and it turned out better than I had thought. I needed to get a few things done: work on my research project and finish my window display for Computer Rendering. It’s my day off and I was happy to have a day to actually breathe for once.

After tooling around with Illustrator in the Annex for a good hour, I decided to walk onto campus and hit up the library. In the midst of studying Islamic India for my research project (if you haven’t noticed I am completely in love with cultures outside of my own comfort zone), I decided to check out the heaviest book between the 3 that I picked. Coincidentally that million pound book also had the best pictures, and I figured I would snag it before anyone did.

The FIDM library is amazing. I won’t lie, I nearly creamed my pants the second I first stepped into the library over a year ago. Books, I love books. I can’t help it that I’m a complete nerd when it comes to things like this. Books, bean bags, table space, and magazines, not to mention a DVD room, conference room, and all that good stuff… God I love my school!

I went to the counter to check out the book. I swear the guy looked like James Blunt. Today was my first time checking out from my school library, so I asked if I was even in the right place.

“Yep, right here.”
“Okay, whoo, good. I’ve never checked out a book here before.” (At this point I’m red in the face, and yes I may be brown but I can still get hot and blush my face off)
“Well, now I need your mother’s maiden name and a blood sample.”
“Where do I start pricking?”

I’m quick on my toes, boy. I can react fast. He laughed it off but I was busy wishing I was a turtle and I could just duck into my shell. He was gorgeous. I may have to make more stops to the library just to see my James Blunt look alike.

As I was driving home I decided to get my car washed. Yes, the Mean Green Hello Kitty Machine, aka my green ’01 Mirage, was in desperate need of a bath. I decided to go to me and my roommate Sydney’s favorite spot downtown, right by school.

I pulled up to the pay station and I heard someone yelling for attention. One of the guys that works there ran up to my car and proceeded to help me with my car wash selection. I opted for for $8 wash and the guy offered to take my car off my hands, after he spit some game and told me how beautiful I am.

Off went the little man in blue with my car. The man went to town with Lil Green! I watched him clean all my windows, inside and out. He even polished a tricky part that I scuffed one drunken night pulling into my parking spot. Needless to say I was one happy customer and I tipped him well. He was gracious and reminded me that I’m gorgeous and that I better come back for him again.

Getting hit on still seems strange to me, but I will not deny a free car rubdown, or free food (thank you mystery worker from Chipotle who has given me over 5 free burriots!) Guys, word to the wise, sometimes a way to a woman’s heart is also through her stomach, or at least in my case it is!

I felt accomplished, and with a quickness I was off towards home, back to my 2 little puppies Zoey and Elli. As I was driving I noticed a strange animal-like creature sitting in the back of a Benz. At first I thought, “Aw how cute, a little furry um… Wait, it’s not moving!”

I still have no idea what the hell that thing was!

Hope everyone’s Tuesday, and rest of the week, is filled with random people hitting on you and strange animals!