Hangman

Last night I asked this girl for her phone number. I didn't really even say anything I just pushed a piece of paper and a pen across the bar toward her. I have been pursuing her with increasing lack of regard for subtlety. Anyhow she played hangman with me for her phone number, and even though I could not lose, I felt the strange anxiety of a crush when is still quite young and frail. When she smiles and looks away, perched precariously on the edge of blushing, my heart races.

As sort of a side note I have been listening to this phenomenal hip-hop album, Blu & Exile Below the Heavens. Incredible, dude is like 22 years old. Check it out.