"you looked really good in your green suit"
Now, the last time I'd worn this suit in real life was to a St. Patrick's day party a year ago and from what I recall, none of those in attendance were asian. Moving on though, i replied with...
"thanks"
And she said,
"no really, I liked it alot so I got you something to go with it"
So she reached behind her and pulled this out...

Yeah, the mask from the mask. I laughed and she kissed me. It was perfect. AND I CAN'T REMEMBER HER NAME. It was in two parts, like Bai Ling or Ming na (yeah, i know those are first and last names) and I think I actually knew a girl who had the same name in grade school, but for some reason it escapes me. I think it was something like Na Young...? The bottom line here is she was hot and she kissed me.
A trippy little sidenote though, after the kiss I woke up and looked for her talking to all these random and not so random people who for some reason knew who I was talking about. Did this really happen you ask? Nope, it was literally a dream within a dream.
I don't know whether that makes me awesome for having a level of subconscious that transcends the confines of a linear dreamscape or quantum pathetic for having to dream about landing a girl in my dreams.
You decide.
Also I saw some Tibetan monks shopping for CD-Rs and CD-RWs yesterday at Office Depot. I found that to be highly amusing for some reason.
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Free Tibet.
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