Yup, years later, he still turns me into a nervous pile of crap. I awkwardly stood by for about five minutes before I got the balls to bother him, after someone else just walked up and talked to him! No hesitation, just walked up, made casual conversation and snapped a pic. I got so awkward. I couldn't even profess my love. It was sad, really. At least he looked happier this time around, he'll get used to me. Just wait till MCS opens for Weezer at the State Fair in a few weeks, I'll charm the shit out of him.
Circa 2005 at the What's Up Lounge:
I look mind-blowingly giddy and he's terrified.
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