To All The Lovely Ladies of Trenton, NJ

There is no limit to what I will do to help out a friend.

Perhaps you were at an Irish Bar named Tirnanog this week (maybe after the St. Patrick's Day Parade?). And maybe while you were there you spot a lovely fellow sitting at bar. He is drinking copious amount of tequila. You start talking and you realize he is a funny guy so you flirt with him and maybe toss your hair. One thing leads to another and leave the bar together. You completely take advantage of this poor unsuspecting fellow. And apparently you don't even have the common decency to leave him your number so that he can call you when he feels like taking advantage of someone. You should totally look him up....the folks in the bar know where to find him.

Also, he doesn't remember too much about that night so if his performance was not what it should have been he apologizes profusely.


What I feel like eating: A veggie burger
What I am listening to: You Could Be Happy - Snow Patrol (I am going to see them in concert in 2 weeks). Also, why do the sad love songs always suck me into their vortex of regret?