karmachameleon

Part tonight at my friend's house. The chick every one's tyring to hook me up with is going to be there. I'll give her a shot but she really doesn't seem to be my type. Or maybe I'm just picky. Never thought of myself as picky, jeeze, my last couple of dates really haven't been upstanding examples of sanity but I liked them at the time. It shall be amusing non the less, and there's always beer.

Mmmm.... alcohol...