un seul être vous manque... (Lamartine)

A guy, in the subway: "Hey miss, well, can I ask something?"
Me, reading a book: ...
The guy: "well, can I meet you later on?"
me: "I have someone"
Me, leaving the subway

Later on, after drinking a few pints of beer, celebrating for a friend who got a job in Firenze (and who's gonna visit Firenze in August??)
A guy, close by my home, parking his car in his private parking: "Hey miss, 'scuse me. 'scuse me. [me ignoring] 'scuse me. Haven't I met you before?"
Me: "I don't think so"
The guy; insisting: "I'm sure I met you a couple of times, in this street. Don't you live in this area?"
Me, heading home: "Yes, I do"

That's how a mouse is, with a heart and head full of someone, deprived of two occasions to meet the someone, knowing it's his birthday today...

Shift today: switched from my winter perfume to the summer perfume. The summer perfume being that Armani thing (Aqua di Gio). Blended well with the Hugo Boss thing my Korean man was wearing... I somehow miss my Korean, May was our month last year... Hope May 2008 will bring me to my Monday man... Looking forward to it, like the anti-Garfield I became... Dreading next Monday, will he like my new short haircut, my new perfume and so on and so forth. I am so stupidly crushing...