The other day I sat down in something wet on the subway. I immediately looked horrified, and the woman across from me said, "I think someone peed in your seat." I sat in urine-soaked jeans for over 100 blocks. On a good NYC note, some random dude gave me $20 for a taxi because he hates the subway so much. Now I know why...Oh, and I'm told by all New Yorkers that I'm the only South Dakotan they have ever met. I take pride in that.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
John Stamos, the young boy who plays Harry Potter that I sometimes have illicit feelings for, Rue McClanahan
