(or how Valerie was a smart-ass. again.)
the other day at lunch, we were having a rather animated discussion on our fearless youth.
our own. not the nation's.
you know...things we did when we were younger that now we shake our heads at and wonder how it was we weren't killed.
so as the conversation progressed, we reminisced about road trips we took. by ourselves. with no cell phones. about chances taken that we never would chance again. and in the conversation, one of our lunchmates mentions how she drove out to the desert.
to find a guy.
that she had a crush on.
and surprise him.
then, somehow, the conversation changed (we do that a lot) to...online dating. and the same girlie says that a guy she's talking to overseas wants her to get a webcam.
and yes, probably for what you're thinking.
she says, 'i told him i didn't want to get one. i just don't think it's cool to watch while you chat.'
so Yours Truly says - 'wait. you won't get a webcam but you'll drive out to the desert to find a guy you were interested in.'
one of these days...i'll learn.