"...and then I'd follow it up with a drive to a secluded beach where I'd pop on the radio and we could slow-dance till the sun came up."
So last night as I was driving home, I ended up driving sorta in conjunction with this guy in a dented Honda. We drove pretty much the same speed, and stayed together from about Thanksgiving Point until the Orem 1600 N exit. The funny thing, though, was that as I was rocking out to an early Ani album, so I was singing and kinda bopping in my chair and the like.
Apparently, this guy saw me being a dork and thought it was kinda funny, and at one point was even imitating my chair-bouncing. The best part, though, was that just as he was exiting, he slowed down so he was right next to me, at which point he made this overly (and thus jokingly) seductive face at me, and then waved his fingers at me. I mean, he waved goodbye, but it was that wave where each finger moves independently and in succession. It was weird, but at the very least, it was good for a laugh.
Also, Ani rocks. (She's so much better than that watered-down angry chick music Tori puts out. Ha!)
