+1 to Chick Magnetism

Just when I thought I was halfway through that eight-page Paco de Pena song En Las Cuevas in guitar practice, I just noticed something for the first time on the first page ... And I now have to reprogram a month's worth of how I've been playing the first page. The proverbial, "F.M.L." as kids like to say.

Afterward, I hit up the neighboring city's mall as new territory to walk around in while carrying my guitar as a chick magnet. I walked straight into the Hot Topic, hoping that the fellow [Harry]Potterhead was working. Bad news: She wasn't. Good news: Leah, whom I haven't seen since 6/24/11, looked up and greeted me the standard store greeting.

Pause. Review: Leah was the substitute in the database for Georgia, who in turn was the substitute in the database for Jazz. Nataly used to check her out. (Yes, my friend, who's a girl, was checking her out.) I noticed she was gone from the Hot Topic that I frequent, but I didn't know she only transferred. Now I wonder if Georgia and the manager, both of whom I haven't seen in a while either, transferred as well.

Shipments of CM Punk's new shirt finally arrived in all sizes! I asked Leah if I could use the fitting room.

LEAH: How'd it go? [Two dorky thumbs up, white girl style.]
RYAN: Oh, I like it. It ... fits well.
LEAH: [Laughs.] "It fits well"?

Johnny and his friends referred to Leah as the "stuck up chick" because "nobody can get her." So her speaking to me was a big deal. It's, like, verbal sex! And when I left, she said goodbye. Like a video game of the role playing game (RPG) genre, the phrase "+1 to Chick Magnetism" blinked above my head in a Scott Pilgrim vs the World sort of way!

I ended the night with WWE Smackdown, fired up the porn, and busted a #3 to Leah.