Walking out of my old apartment after moving things out of it, a girl who lives downstairs asked my mom if we need help moving. I am at the top of the stairs, and my parents and brother had helped me. I'm the last one out. Still more to do but this was main, and everyone was now leaving.
The red haired girl said she could change into her sweats and help. I've talked to her once. I wrote about it so may come back with her name if I can find it.
Found it. Dierdra. Her dad is Irish.
The last time I talked to her, and first time, I wrote about it in my blog. She was listening to music then, decorating for Halloween. I asked what it was. On her Joy Division station on Pandora- she checked the song and it was Interpol- Pioneer to the falls. I posted about this. http://acausal.net/blogarchive/2013/10/12/another-red/
Then I took down the original blog, which I had worked on for 3 years, exporting first to a file. Then I tried to resurrect it but it didn't work how I wanted to. Many things were lost. I'm not exactly sure about the ordering. But I made the decision to stop after her, and wrote about it.
I have a thing with red heads.
I had red hair until I was about 2.
Here she was the last I saw in the block of 8 that I lived in, and she was involved with the last of my first blog on my site.
Today I went to Target in my sisters city, of Columbus, to pick stuff up for her daughters and our moms joint birthday celebration, and chose to be checked out by the red head I saw. She was cute. And nice. Later I went back with my dad, and got a countertop oven. I saw the redhead as we were in line, still at her register, and gazed/stared, and watched her. At one time I decided to stop staring, and turned around, and found my eyes fell naturally on another girl with red hair, walking.
I just delivered pain medication for a Mary King. I had the thought to write about the "reds" when I saw her name.
The closest and only King I know of personally is Chris King. He was our high school class president. He and Christi Starr seemed to take turns in the position.
Park next to red Saturn. Get candles at Kroger to burn up paint fumes in bathroom. Thought about getting a Redbox movie. Inside get candles. At self checkout see most attractive female to me, and settle at register on the other side, in back of her. Back to back check-outs. Nice butt. Tight stretchy pants. I notice her hair is dyed a shade of red, with yellow/blond in front. She drops two 2-liters of soda in a bag on the floor. Their colors red and orange. In front of me/beside me at another checkout I check my bias, noticing a Hispanic lady with highlights that are bordering red, with her male companion.
I greet the security guard I chat with sometimes but it has been awhile since I have been there, as I leave, and stop to talk for a moment. I see girl and she sees me. Though I won't go through with it I position myself for her, and leave, saying goodbye to the guard, and keeping her beautiful ass in view.
Get to car, remember redbox. Pull up and park half way on a curb and half way in a handicap space. It will only be a second. The space one might park in the lane while getting the movie is taken, by a girl who I notice is wearing a sweater hoodie with red hearts all over it. Maybe pink too. I just saw red. She was Black. Her car was blue.
Pulling out of the parking lot, I pull out as a red accord drives past. At my next turn, I am behind another red vehicle. And at my first attempt to get into the gates of my apartment complex, what would be my next turn, there is a red car obstructing the entrance. They don't have a key card. This isn't my entrance anymore anyways, so I pull a U-ey and a right on Harcourt and head to the one closer to my new unit, where the gate is stuck open.
The red haired girl said she could change into her sweats and help. I've talked to her once. I wrote about it so may come back with her name if I can find it.
Found it. Dierdra. Her dad is Irish.
The last time I talked to her, and first time, I wrote about it in my blog. She was listening to music then, decorating for Halloween. I asked what it was. On her Joy Division station on Pandora- she checked the song and it was Interpol- Pioneer to the falls. I posted about this. http://acausal.net/blogarchive/2013/10/12/another-red/
Then I took down the original blog, which I had worked on for 3 years, exporting first to a file. Then I tried to resurrect it but it didn't work how I wanted to. Many things were lost. I'm not exactly sure about the ordering. But I made the decision to stop after her, and wrote about it.
I have a thing with red heads.
I had red hair until I was about 2.
Here she was the last I saw in the block of 8 that I lived in, and she was involved with the last of my first blog on my site.
Today I went to Target in my sisters city, of Columbus, to pick stuff up for her daughters and our moms joint birthday celebration, and chose to be checked out by the red head I saw. She was cute. And nice. Later I went back with my dad, and got a countertop oven. I saw the redhead as we were in line, still at her register, and gazed/stared, and watched her. At one time I decided to stop staring, and turned around, and found my eyes fell naturally on another girl with red hair, walking.
I just delivered pain medication for a Mary King. I had the thought to write about the "reds" when I saw her name.
The closest and only King I know of personally is Chris King. He was our high school class president. He and Christi Starr seemed to take turns in the position.
Park next to red Saturn. Get candles at Kroger to burn up paint fumes in bathroom. Thought about getting a Redbox movie. Inside get candles. At self checkout see most attractive female to me, and settle at register on the other side, in back of her. Back to back check-outs. Nice butt. Tight stretchy pants. I notice her hair is dyed a shade of red, with yellow/blond in front. She drops two 2-liters of soda in a bag on the floor. Their colors red and orange. In front of me/beside me at another checkout I check my bias, noticing a Hispanic lady with highlights that are bordering red, with her male companion.
I greet the security guard I chat with sometimes but it has been awhile since I have been there, as I leave, and stop to talk for a moment. I see girl and she sees me. Though I won't go through with it I position myself for her, and leave, saying goodbye to the guard, and keeping her beautiful ass in view.
Get to car, remember redbox. Pull up and park half way on a curb and half way in a handicap space. It will only be a second. The space one might park in the lane while getting the movie is taken, by a girl who I notice is wearing a sweater hoodie with red hearts all over it. Maybe pink too. I just saw red. She was Black. Her car was blue.
Pulling out of the parking lot, I pull out as a red accord drives past. At my next turn, I am behind another red vehicle. And at my first attempt to get into the gates of my apartment complex, what would be my next turn, there is a red car obstructing the entrance. They don't have a key card. This isn't my entrance anymore anyways, so I pull a U-ey and a right on Harcourt and head to the one closer to my new unit, where the gate is stuck open.