Trouble

Yesterday morning I was walking through the office on my way to get a cup of coffee when one of the secretaries stopped me to introduce a new employee. I was looking at a newspaper and when I looked up I was blown away, she was unbelievably hot. This girl is trouble.

Trouble:
Trouble, is tall, around 5'8", skinny, with long wavy dirty blond hair. She has really light blue eyes and a fair complexion with faint freckles, but not in the little-kid kind of way, more like a surfer. She reminds me a lot of Kate Bosworth. Of course I cyber-stalked her and found out she's from California. I'm not sure if my impression is based on her look, where she's from, or the fact that she reminds me of Kate Bosworth, but Trouble's laid back surfer vibe is really hot.

Another reason this chick is trouble is because when I met her I had this...the only way I can describe it is a "rush". It felt like I had a hit of adrenaline. It's like that line in Beautiful Girls, "A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you been drinkin' Jack and coke all mornin'". I rarely get that feeling, maybe only a few times in my life, three or four total.

I know, I know, don't shit where you eat and don't fuck where you work, but I can't help myself in this case. The good news is that Trouble is on an 8-month rotation, so even if this thing blows up it basically can't last longer than her rotation. I would be less prone to get tangled up in a situation like this if she were a permanent employee in my office.

I sold one of my bikes in January and have been browsing craigslist looking for a replacement. After a few serious weeks of looking I bought a Harley last night. While still dangerous, I think a slower-paced bike will be good for my life expectancy. I pick it up Saturday morning and am looking forward to playing around with it this weekend.