Tonight while I was working I noticed a little sticker on the arm of my shirt--not an old shirt, but by no means new (you know how they have those stickers sometimes).
I was thinking "How the hell did that get there?", and pulled it off. It said "heartbreaker", which totally confused me until I remembered I had just played that Mariah Carey song for a really cute but shy newbie (works every time)--though I didn't remember seeing any stickers on the case or inside it, and the CD was long ago put by itself in one of my CD books.
Well, where the hell else did it come from? So I threw it away without a thought.
A little while later a dancer asked me what I did with the heartbreaker sticker...
I thought it was so sweet of her--she wasn't really hitting on me, but it made me feel good, as I've been stressed as hell for the last six months, haven't gone out much, and have been generally feeling as sexy as an old shoe.
I mean I've certainly done alright in the past, though not quite as well as CO might think, lol (thanks, BTW--that was pretty cool of you considering we have butted heads a couple times), but haven't tried to play around recently, hadn't gone out until a week ago for quite some time, and didn't even care all that much about it (did I mention I was burned out for a while there?)
OTOH it's nice to be appreciated...
I just thought it was a cool thing for her to do.



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