Monday, June 2, 2008

Apparently my heartlessness is quite understandable.

I really am quite fond of him, but he's too much like my friend's ex-boyfriend. WAY less with the gothic tendencies, but still. Anyone who refers to "making love" ought to be shot. No exceptions.

I'm suddenly reminded of the first time I worked the polls. It was about 6 am, and I knelt on a dead bat. Yikes.