I would like a friend. A tall, handsome, intelligent, single, male friend that is down to get down with the get down, if you know what I mean. Not a boyfriend, because I have no time for that. JUST a friend.
UPDATE: May 19, 2012
1. Contact lenses effing suck huge olos. I swear I looked higher than a kite AT WORK! -_-
2. I don’t want to have to quit this job for the other one, so hopefully I can work out some sort of arrangement that lets me keep both.
3. I need to get in shape. Maybe that’ll help out my seriously low energy levels. & plus, I work with pretty, skinny, hipster girls. & they’re tall. Very tall. Gotta make up for my short-comings somehow. *ba dum bum tsss*
4. Shakespeare work doesn’t terrify me as much as it used to, but I still need to work on that.
5. Being single is dope, but even happy single girls still would like someone to cuddle with every once in a while.
6. I want to be in NYC already.
The end.
