Today at work I looked and noticed this girl staring at me with sex in her eyes.
This girl and I never talk to each other.
I think her only interest is paying her cell phone bill.
She has never said anything sarcastic
So we don't have anything in common.
But that happens between people
we stare at each other when the other busy and think, "If we were at a bar and got drunk, I would fuck that person."
Also a cook that's gay thinks I'm gay because I listen to Ani Difranco and Tegan and Sara so he let me a David Foster Wallace book. I told him David Foster Wallace shot himself, I just googled it, he hung himself. I'll have to tell him tomorrow my mistake.
I've never read a David Foster Wallace book, I'll read it in the bathroom when I shit. I'm reading an Anthony Bourdain about being a cook while shitting now. It is good, really only for kitchen workers though.