cold tea

this was one of those nights where no one was really my type, but i decided to have a few drinks and go for the closest thing to it. he was tall and had that swimmer's body that melts my butter. but he was about as interesting as the side of a cereal box. the only thing worse than him trying to make conversation, was him trying to make out with me. very unfortunate. he goes on the list. but he goes under the "ew! learn how to kiss!" column.