a mediocre dreamer

had to take the bus from times square (of all places) to the middle of nowhere in search of the ups center. what's the point in having something delivered if you have to go hunt it down anyway? wound up standing next to a man with biceps the size of my enormous face. never a dull moment with new york public transportation.

note to self: the bf must make you feel petite.
warning: save for a small sliver of the population, asian boys are unlikely to qualify.

how unfortunate.