At a snail's pace
This day is going by so slowly, I guess it is the fact that I can't wait to go out tonight. It even seems that the clock is conspiring against me from going out and having fun. The one good thing is that my "friend" is with me and right now she is going out to get some food for the two of us. She is such a sweet girl, and I thinking that she could read that I was in bit of a restless mood, so she gave me a nice shoulder rub and we just been chatting up a storm. I feel like I should invite her to go out, but I promised that this night I was flying solo, and also she cannot legally drink. Maybe I should invite out next week.
She just returned, time to log.
She just returned, time to log.