are you serious?
How is it possible in a borough of one million people to run into one ex, and one friend/ possible drug enabler of another ex in the same night, but rarely ever bump into my cute neighbor who lives upstairs?
sometimes I am such a chick lit cliche that I want to throw up all over myself. I have not ever aspired, and never plan to aspire to be Carrie Bradshaw.
Instead I pour myself a glass of whiskey (neat), and try to find a wireless connection on my stoop.
Success!
In other news, I LOVE my new job.
YES!
sometimes I am such a chick lit cliche that I want to throw up all over myself. I have not ever aspired, and never plan to aspire to be Carrie Bradshaw.
Instead I pour myself a glass of whiskey (neat), and try to find a wireless connection on my stoop.
Success!
In other news, I LOVE my new job.
YES!