2:30pm.
A-Ticket officially confirmed, paid and booked for August. Destination: 789 km away from The Big Apple. Meaning? Toronto (hands down to Alice for letting me hit the hay at her hood, haha!) But no worries ladies and gentlemen, I shall venture off to The Big Apple thereafter.
Next Friday is officially my so-called entitlement as 'The Fornication of Mr.1 and Mrs. 8."
It's going to be great although I do want to kick myself inwardly for not ordering a couple garments off Reborn to smack on for lounge and bar session. Shoot me for my fashion craze.
Next goal, hot, sleek, mouth-watering man shoes. Time to save up for those tastefully crafted foot cushions.
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