Yesterday I ran into these punk rock teenage girls who randomly asked if I was gay at the Milwaukie transit center. (the MTC to those in the know).
Confused, I asked "why?".
They said "because you're hot, and the hot guys are always gay".
Weird. But you know, I AM pretty god damned hot. Well, ok, maybe not.
Today, I ran into MANDY in the 'Couver!
Or someone that looked and sounded exactly like her that randomly said "HEY!" in a surprised/confused voice.
Eff the bus.
Oh, and I don't ever want to know if or if not it was Mandy. If it was I don't want to know because I never want to see that person again.
If it wasn't it's pretty scary that I didn't recognize someone I fu-er, dated.