As If By Magic

Bryan called me back shortly after my last post and informed me that we were, in fact, going to go to the Lex, and to get my dancing shoes on. So, at about 10:30 I left to go meet them (Rob, Eleni, Bryan and Brett, his friend visiting from Canada) in Shin Matsudo, and we went out to the Lex(ington Queen).

This turned out to be a much better idea than I had previously given it credit for.

Things were looking to turn out much like any other evening in Roppongi, meeing up with Bryan's friends and kinda standing around watching the Russian women make themselves look better than they do by being arrogant. But then Barbara and Sammy showed up and it looked like it might be a better night than anticipated, just cause I was drunk and female company is nice. But theeeeeeeen, SHE showed up with them. *insert foggy swirl into backstory*

*Natascha's birthday party, last week* I'm sitting there next to Dave in Wara Wara in Matsudo and I notice there is a group of new teachers there. I had noticed them before, because I tactlessly mistook them for students as two of them are of Asian descent. They are, in fact, Australians. One of whom happens to be, well, gorgeous. The kind of smooth features and slightly feline set that characterizes what I've come to understand as a kind of Chinese beauty. She's not overly skinny, and generally carries a really pleasant, smily air. The natural assumption of course, is that she has a boyfriend. I make a note to myself to admire from a distance.

*swirl to Sunday night with Walter and the gang at Nijyu Maru* I'm sitting there next to Vinny at Nijyu Maru when the two girls from Natascha's party and another guy show up to join us. It seems that Ms. Pretty and the guy are talking a lot, and evidences my previous hypothesis that she's taken. My energies are concentrated elsewhere, except when Sammy starts talking to me about how pretty she is. We don't say so much as a word to one another, nor does she really look at me, so, I note that she's essentially way out of my league. I'm really bad at foreshadowing.

*fog fades, returns to the Lex* So I'm sitting there at the Lex enjoying my entirely weak whiskey cola when SHE walks in. I make a note to keep my distance, but then as I'm talking to the person next to her she pats the bench and I sit down next to her. Her name, for the record, is Melissa. Her initials, as I will come to find out, are MELT. Two middle names. She's half Chinese and half Phillipina. Good guess on my part.
We get to talking, and well, we don't stop talking really. We talk and talk and talk, and something is blinking in the back of my head saying "What the fuck is going on here this has gotta be some kinda sick joke." Outta nowhere she asks me what kind of girl I like, and in my typical ever-so-suave can-you-tell-I'm-not-so-good-with-these-kinds-of-things fashion, I say, "Well, I'm sorry this is going to sound really phenomenally cheesy here, I know, but, um, you. I'm historically unattracted to Asian descent but uh, yea. You're pretty much the most gorgeous person I've met in this country."
The wierd part was, she was coy about it. She was actually quite flattered. And, as expected, she said I must be full of it. So after a short moment of silence, my curiosity got the better of me, and I returned the question. Her answer?
"Um...you. You're the only person I've met here that I think is attractive.(this sounded much more flattering at the time. thanks booze.) Do you have a girlfriend here? You probably have like ten, yea?"
"Ha. Yea right. Thanks though, but uh yea, no. I take it you're seeing someone? The guy you were with out at Nijyu Maru the other night?"
"Oh, no not at all."
"Ah, sorry. I kind of assumed since you were talking the whole time. You kinda carry yourself like you're taken. It's kind of intimidating, I've sat at the same table as you twice now and we've never so much as said a word. I didn't think you even would recognize me here."
"What are you talking about? You're the intimidating one. I was too scared to talk to you."

At this point that blinking light started burning a hole in the back of my head. I took a moment to turn around mentally to see what the fuck all that blinking was about, and I realized it was the little reminder note I keep back there telling me not to forget that Just-In-Case Engagement Ring I have sitting around for such an occasion.

Additionally, she was getting hit on left and right that night, and I suppose I was too, and everyone else was busy watching the two of us hit it off, and commenting on how the two of us were essentially fighting people off with a stick to get back to being around one another. She told me basically I'm too good to be true, I denied it thoroughly, reciprocated, and asked her for her number, which she gladly gave me, telling me she hopes to see me again soon.

So uh, yea. Good night. Melissa. Yea. Hokay, time to go to bed, and contain my excitement a little. Oh, yea, I wasn't able to visit Ty today because I slept too late once I actually managed to fall asleep, Dave's computer is all caddy-wompus, cat shit smells like cat shit, Rob and Eleni's relationship is royally fucked, and my back was so sore this morning I couldn't sleep from the pain. It seems to have gotten better since.