Oh Brilliant
So apparently I managed to spend the latter half of my birthday evening blathering on about how hot this one bike messenger girl I see around town is, which might not be so bad if A) I could remember doing it and B) I hadn't been doing it right in front of her.
Lauren insists that the girl in question "probably" didn't hear me, but tonight at Shorties I got a look from that girl that basically said "Uh huh" the way you never want a girl to say "uh huh" about you. You know the way I mean.
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In case you missed it, I'm making more of an effort to write here. Also, my shit is weak.