Harley Chick 4 Life
So, I was so pessimistic tonight and was moderatly pissed about having to work this chair event at the Harley Davidson store for the spa. I hate doing these "volunteer" events when it's not going to a good cause, instead it's just exposure for the spa. As it turns out, harley guys are really hot and even more polite and also I've realized that I have some potential to be a harley chick. I even found this cute bike that I could pay off in 15 years or so... I think by then I may already be diagnosed with multiple personality disorder. That's okay as long as I have my hot biker, cute bike, and my other identities by my side.