Boyproofing my room

I boyproofed my room.

What does that mean?

1. You hide any crappy pictures of yourself.
2. You put up any pictures that you look good in.
3. You put up pictures where you are surrounded by guys (tee hee)
4. Hide all the underwear and bras under your bed.
5. Clean your bookcase so impressive intelligent books are showing.
6. Casually lay “Comedy is not Pretty” by Steve Martin on your desk as if you were listening to it recently.
7. Get rid of your brother’s damn coke cans.
8. Take out your trash so boy does not see all the crap you eat.
9. Put dvds in order. Have impressive boy dvds by the television
10. Realize that boy will find out your damn habits anyway.
11. Water bottles? Maybe good or bad news.

Regardless, I still live at my parents house and having a boy come into your parents house is awkward in general but computer guy didn’t seem to mind.

He was looking on my computer and told me I may be needing more RAM. I gave him a confused look (I know what it means but I don’t know what it does) and he drew a picture the difference between a hard drive and RAM in layman’s terms. It made him look incredibly sexy.

Any guy who does what they know how to do well (i.e. skateboarding, playing the drums, or in Mike’s case, fixing computers) is always impressive and incredible to me. It makes me want to jump him right there.

But I didn’t.

We played with my dog Sally and as he was petting her, his hands went over mine and sort of lingered there (my poor dog) He has soft hands and it was great.

Sigh.

Sorry about the contant updates with computer guy. I’m sure it’ll calm down soon enough and I’ll have other mininutiae to ponder about.

Anyway, he just called (yee-ha!) My next entry will be about Steve Martin.