I don’t know when I’m going to have a day off again. I guess that’s good.
There’s a guy on the bus wearing a jacket and tie and he has this sexy messy bed head and I would like to assume that he has an English accent. He will never know that I wrote this about him. Chances are he has no accent which ruins the whole thing anyway.
Worked 8-3 at trophy. Walked home. Got naked and cooled off on the couch. Met Alex for his dinner break. Ate some pho (delicious). Went downtown. Bought a belt. Killing time until Alex gets off and we go see the Hangover. Then smoke, go to town on some cupcakes, and maybe get laid? Ha. Great night ahead.