i would write about my first day at work except i'm too tired to actually give a damn.
i hope boy doesn't call because i don't think we really had anything in common and it would just be awkwardness epitomized, but i'm still going to bitch and moan if he doesn't.
i locked my keys in my car tonight and i would write about that but see above.
it is 10:27 and it feels like 4am. anyone want to volunteer their services as a masseuse? please? anyone?