Unintentionally, I channeled Diane Keaton's famous Annie Hall look, mostly through the manly pants and the hat. I took these photos at an heritage fire station building around downtown. Every time I pass by this fire station I remember my walk with one of my friends earlier this year. During this walk I was extremely deep in conversation, explaining to her some "very serious" stuff that were happening in my life. I soon realize that none of my "serious stuff" was actually going through her head when she randomly started chatting and flirting with one of the firefighters at the station. The whole time that I was explaining her my deep and troubled thoughts, she was eyeing him from afar, waiting patiently to get close to him to chat him up. What is it with girls and firefighters???
Anyways I have my final mid-term tomorrow and instead of studying philosophy which I officially hate, I am blogging with a glass of white wine which I am sooooooooo enjoying at this moment. If this glass continues into seconds and thirds, then I fear tomorrow. Oh and the wine I'm drinking is a gift from the flirty firefighter friend I just told you about.
P.S. No, I do not have an alcohol problem. Although if you've ever partied with me, you would probably think otherwise.