Sometimes its not the world revolving things that make your day.
Today I got an email from my landlord asking me how I was. Thats all he was just asking me how I was & telling me about his trip this far.
The grin from these few lines are a little too big. I feel like a forteen year old where the guy I liked say hi t me in the hallway.
I need to get laid there is no other conclusion to these foolishnesses from me know, an email makes me grin like a bloody teenager.