I'm sitting here and looking at the sea in the distance, waiting for the Marin Airporter to arrive and take me to the airport. Hot morning sun, with a cool breeze and clear air as I'm sipping my crappy coffee choked with creamer (courtesy of the Marriot). Somehow not hung over from the steady stream of open-bar scotch at the wedding party, now armed with the new phone numbers of friends I haven't seen in years; missing three buttons from my suit jacket after repeatedly getting pulled onto the dance floor, life is fucking beautiful and it's ridiculous that I'm posting this on I-Mockery.com
just too gay for facebook