I Won't be Homeless!
Or living with this guy. I get to stay in my apartment. Phew.
I don't have to live with the cracked out dude in the East Village. I don't have to move my stuff across the East River.
Life if good. So good that I decided to offer a parking attendant at the parking garage next to my building a Twizzler. And the next time I walked by he handed me a flower and wrote his number on it. Actually, come to think of it...I always smile at those guys when I walk by.
I'm so naive.
I don't have to live with the cracked out dude in the East Village. I don't have to move my stuff across the East River.
Life if good. So good that I decided to offer a parking attendant at the parking garage next to my building a Twizzler. And the next time I walked by he handed me a flower and wrote his number on it. Actually, come to think of it...I always smile at those guys when I walk by.
I'm so naive.
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