middlerelief

so my friend anne moved (a little bit) today. I hauled her pink luggage down church street at about ten-thirty. she made fun. I got asked into three bars. I felt sexy. okay, not sexy. but definitely flattered.

speaking of, things have been getting rough. I was at work the other day really trying to pay attention to my boss, but instead I just kept think about calling my ex-girlfriend. this boy needs some attention before he does something stupid.