Today, I went to Brooklyn Boulders with Mindless-Wanderings.
CraigsList’s Missed Connections is kinda of creepy. It is now going to be all I think about as I glare my way through commutes to Manhattan, read philosophical literature on the train and pretty much bark at anyone who has to nerve to comment on my reading material (like that one overzealous Christian).
Harrumph.
Trying to find a good pub in Manhattan to casually have a few pints.
And google brings up “New York’s best hookup bars.”
Gee thanks. Trying to tell me something about my singledom, Google?
So here I am on the 6 train, heading to the city.
Don’t fail me tonight, life. I have high hopes for a good time. Smiles on, eyes are wide, and I’m ready for this.
