My past coming back to haunt me (but in a good way)

I parked in a parking space at the mall at the same time as this white Honda SUV to my right. The driver was an aight brunette.

I got my glasses retightened. And then someone called out to me. It was Helen, my old coworker from Mann Theater whom I have some hormonal history with and whom I haven't seen since last December, which was also at the mall only for a few seconds (see entry 12/10/10). We hugged. I had a boner. She says she now works at the store Latin Lingo.

In an eery coincidence, this chick named Jennifer, who was a coworker of Helen and mine, and whom I used to bust a #3 to all the time, passed by me. I avoided eye contact to hide my accidental flinch. But then for old time's sake, I discreetly reached down for the victory yoink as she passed. I stood there until she finally disappeared into the distance.

And then, I saw the most jackoffable meaty blond in the restaurant next to the McDonald's. Bookmark that thought.

At the same time I got in my car, so did the aight brunette in the Honda SUV to my right. Fate! She just sat there chillin.' I discreetly reached down for some victory yoinks while staring hard at her to celebrate whatever the reason the universe had. I then did calisthenics at the gym.

At home, I finally got to bust a #3 to that hostess from Outback who looks like a pornstar whose name I can't remember.

Mommy and I ate at Rubios. Their jackoffable cashier was there, but not so jackoffable today. Her hair was frizzy and in a tight ponytail. But when I went back to the mall, I found out that the most jackoffable meaty blond whom I saw eating earlier at that restaurant next to McDonald's actually works there. Now I can talk to her (a.k.a. verbal sex), or at least find out her name so I can scream it out when I'm alone. But that is a story for another time.