07.26.03 :: 4:07 pm
But a man who will sing off key with me in the shower to Men at Work and who does exactly the gross shit I flippantly made reference to (AND NOT EVEN OUT LOUD, for the love of God) ... well, fuckingdammit.
I have no other choice but to get sucked in and go with it.
Might it go terribly, terribly wrong? Of course. There is always that chance. But at least I know now that there exists exactly the type of spazzmotron I'm looking for and that if I found this one, I can find others as well.
Soon, I will have an army.
But whatever, I digress. Yes, another lovely evening out with Simon.
Oh baby baby baby.