This is Sad, Sad, Sad

I have just returned from my afternoon run to Starbucks. And I am feeling all kinds of embarrassed. I happened to notice that the gentleman in line ahead of me had a very nice ass (this is news because I rarely ever check out men, much less check out their asses). Then I noticed that he had a gorgeous head of hair (I am a sucker for thick hair). I checked out his facial profile......nothing bad there. He ordered his drink and as he was walking to bar I noticed it. The priests collar. I was checking out a priest.

Now I totally feel the need to go to confession and confess my lust. Of course, I guess being Catholic is kind of mandatory in order to attend confession. And I am most certainly not Catholic.

This is what my life has come to ladies and gentlemen. And it is just plain sad.

What I am reading: I am at work, so NOTHING.
What I am listening to: Nas - Stillmatic (after listeningto Common's "Be" all day)