12/15/07 (or thereabouts)
I am offered a ride in an expensive vehicle by a very rich, very tan (almost orange), very over styled guy (like Ryan Seacrest only manlier and taller) which I begrudgingly accept because I seem to have no other choice. I think my car was broken down and it was raining profusely. It also seems that we have some kind of past, in which he is trying to get me to date him but I categorically refuse. He takes me way out of my way, with the intention of winning me over and almost successfully as my anger is only partially true, the rest to mask the fact that I am slightly amused and flattered. Obviously, wherever I was trying to go was not that important. He drives into a field but our path is blocked by several very red chestnut horses. Getting impatient, I say “why don’t you just move them?” to which he replies, quite frustrated at this point, “what, all of them?” then we have one of those movie type pauses and then both laugh at the stupidity of our previous statements. Pretty much the typical climactic moment in any movie where two people who start out despising one another and eventually fall in love. I didn’t stay asleep long enough to find out if we fell in love, but I found him less insufferable at the end.
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