here’s your basket of kisses

3 days till I’ll be in New York.

Not permanently, mind you. A short trip. It’s a 2 day thing. Have to be back because one of my buddy’s wives wants him home early.

Can’t talk his way out of it.

I can’t imagine that right now.

I sometimes feel like there’s nothing I need more in this world than a serious relationship. But then there’s times when… i just don’t.

I went to the eye doctor today. He was a new guy. I’m never going back. He was slow, rude, and seemed to lick his chops at the thought of having me come back for an unnecessary followup next week. Fuck. That.

I’ll be following up. With a real eye doctor.

I realize I’m late (like 3 years late) getting on this bandwagon, but I’ve been watching a lot of Mad Men lately. All I know is that I need to buy more suits. And drink more cocktails. And live in a city. That show is great, seriously. Oh and despite what I said earlier, Christina Hendricks needs to marry me right now.

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On a completely unrelated note, if this doesn’t make you laugh, then you need to drink more cocktails.

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