Sunday, April 22, 1990 - Day 22
Sunday, April 22, 1990 - Day 22Sunday, April 22, 1990 - Day 22Metallica Girl. When time for church rolls around, she seems to occupy my mind more and more. I wouldn’t say I obsess over her, but seeing her there helps our three services a week feel far less excruciating. There’s just something about her. For one, she’s super tall — that’s the first thing you notice about her — and I kind of have a thing for tall chicks. Her height and looks are just part of the attraction, though. There are things about her I find even more intriguing.
I can’t quite explain them all yet, but her taste in music and the person she presents at church are a complete contradiction. Like the way she wears her hair pinched into a tight bun at the top of her head. The way she dress
