i'm the poster boy for the dangers of being way too sexy...
I had a dream the other night... i don't remember the whole deal, but i was in some park and this homeless guy grabbed my ass... like groped me... so i punched him in the face... and that's all i can remember... i woke up thinking, eh, could i really blame him for wanting to??
i get bored and randomly email myspace people to amuse myself... i wrote my friend paula's friend, penny, the other day... i said something like, "baby, you is hot 'nuff to be a quarter!"... she didn't respond, i don't think she was amused... then i emailed some punk rock adult entertainer *cough*, telling her how i just responded to a craigslist posting looking for porn stars telling them, while i may not have much experience, i am punctual, a quick learner and am dedicated to completeing tasks... *shrugs*
i found the greatest book ever today! it was just lying on this bench in central park, and i looked at it shockingly like, someone just THREW this gem away?!? the back cover just whets my appetite... i mean seriously, i've been wondering how brenda was able to keep her cool in that steamy relationship she had with that bad boy rebel dylan mckay for years! i also have not been able to explain to myself what exactly it is about brandon that makes girls everywhere melt! i sure hope this book offers me some much needed insight...
