I have a date tomorrow. Which means I'm juggling boys in a half-assed sort of way.
This one is a journalist who supports his career choice by bartending. I,of course, think this is fabulous. If you can't be a gold digging whore, why not be an free alcohol consuming shitbag.
I sincerely promise I find him intriguing.
I'm almost positive that sounds completely half-hearted and fabricated on paper, but I can sleep at night and hopefully you don't think less of me. And please don't start sending me bottles of liquor, really, it doesn't work that way.
GET IN MY BUSINESS PLEASE:
3 days ago