Dear Diary,
I shared a moment with Hot RA tonight at the bar. Best. Fucking. Moment. EVER. What a glorious moment it was.
Squeeeee!
Yes, it was a good night. Gooood night. Except my feet hurt. Lots. And when I went to walk back to the stupid car they hurt even more. But it hurts yet even MORE to take the fucking shoes off and try to walk. Because 40 degree sidewalk concrete will freeze feet nearly off. But at least you don't concentrate on the pain from the cute shoes.
Did I mention that Hot RA and I shared a fabulous moment? And that he kissed my hand? And we grinded?
I love my life.