It's always super weird when I get hit on in public, because I can count the number of times it's happened on four fingers, even though that would be pretty arbitrary since it's only happened three times. I'm not one used to being treated like a young, hot, sexy thing with a young, hot, sexy wiener. So it kinda freaks me out when I'm getting some mad work done at a coffee shop and suddenly I'm on a big loud game show where the prize is having sex with a man. Maybe my work leaves me easily overwhelmed, but that's some pretty high stakes right there.
Of interest: Swork, a comfortably douchey cafe in Eagle Rock, remains the exclusive carriers of "Sworkuccinos."
Saturday, September 1, 2007
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