Hey...You're That Guy That Called Me Stupid!

Jesse had this theory that supossedly would make a terrific ice breaker, as well as cause a stranger to think about you for a few weeks.

"During freshman orientation, you go up to some hot chick and you just look her straight in the eyes and tell her that she is stupid. That's all. Then you leave. She will just keep thinking about you all the time, wondering who you are, and why you called her stupid. So then a few weeks later, you talk to her again and tell her your name, and that you don't think she's stupid anymore."

Interesting...Thing is, it actually works. Sort of. I think. The first time I ever talked to Jonathan, I called him stupid. I'm not sure if he really tought about me at all, but that was our first smigeon of interaction. Then, at a party last week, we started talking again...this time it was either because I was intrigued by the color of his beverage, or else because I was wearing kitty ears. *shrugs* Either way, I'm glad to have met him. Too bad he's moving to Pittsburgh *tear*.