Today I had a life-changing event happen. My friend Ben is visiting right now. If you will recall from prior updates, he is from Oakland and moved to New York to be my friend. Anyway, he's in town right now which makes me super-happy because I only have like, 2 friends here.
To get to the life-changing part, he took me for a ride on his motorcycle. Now, I am not the motorcycle sort of girl. I am concerned with safety--I wear a seatbelt, etc. Also, I am a wuss. But Ben is my little buddy, so I hopped on and had THE BEST TIME. I swear, it was like, the best thing that happened to me since I discovered warehouse supermarkets. We went up to the hills and saw a view of the whole Bay area. It was rad. And I looked really cool. What made me look particularly cool, other than the fact that I was on the back of a motorcycle, was that I was wearing a helmet that said, "I'M RETARDED" in two inch block letters on the back.
God, I am cool.
Anyway, to get to the point, I have now decided that my potential boyfriend will have to have a motorcycle. So far the only other requirement is heterosexuality, so this shouldn't be too hard.
