Last night…

Hit on an extremely tall, cute guy last night. Exchanged numbers and made plans for coffee.  Added me as a facebook friend today.

Danced with/made out with a guy, whom all I remember was wearing a red, plaid shirt.  Physical looks, unknown… 

Made a 2 am stop at my grocery store for some pepperoni Digiorno and ranch dressing… nights always seem to result in either getting ass or indulging in drunk food.  

Today…

Work flirtation was discovered by a close coworker as she saw his name pop up in my outlook.  She told me she thinks he’s had a girlfriend for the past 8 years.  Great.  I emailed him that our “incessant emailing was discovered”.  No response.  He probably has a girlfriend… starting to hate nyc in this capacity.

Currently watching 13 Going on 30 and having a girly night with J.  Who needs boys?