calamity

Tonight, at 2 a.m. eastern time, while walking out of the subway (alone) en route to the fried chicken place and my bed where now I eat:
.....being single was officially declared no fun anymore.

....Even the dude behind the counter asked me if I was going to put vodka into my cranberry juice. Jesus, did I LOOK like I needed a drink?

♥calamilonely.