Likenesses: most people older than me. Differences: I am the lone new person, no syllabi, everyone is older than me, people suddenly care if I show up each day, fewer days off, stricter dress code (no more pajamas).
Also: There are 48 Starbucks within a 2 mile radius of my office. And I found the most sweet ass (or is it "the sweetest ass"?) apartment. The building doesn't sit on the water, nor does the apartment have a view of the water, so it's cheaper, but it is close enough to the water that I can have sex with a mermaid (or mermaids) whenever I feel like walking a few blocks. I hope I get it.
While looking for apartment stuff, I remembered a friend had moved and sent an email with his address here. The address was for a retirement home. He's 25. If you can explain that one to me, please please please.
I kind of want to go golfing, but I think I'd rather hang out with you, sweetshorts.
Chocolate kisses/sugar hugs,
K.
P.S. Mermaids aren't real.
