So this is what lunch times are for: blogging.
Geeze, that just feels sad. Here I am with my 6 buck salad and its lousy falafel's (yes, that's the sound of me trying to eat better AND lose weight) and I'm blogging on my so called off time. That's just not good.
I'm going to have to make an effort to not blog pointless entries like this one from now on.
And my sexy post about when I kissed a girl has just been knocked off the front page.
Damn. And here I am without any new goss about people who may or may not want to get into my pants.
You don't want to get into my pants, do you?