Thursday, March 17

Erin Go Bragh-less

Despite my complaints about this cluster-fuck of a city, today proves to be quite enjoyable. I wonder what makes this different from say, New Year's? Streets are packed with drunken tourists in ridiculous get-ups. Perhaps the ever so slight increase in temperature makes it more bareable? Nah. Gotta be the smokin' hot Mick cops and fire fighers, God love 'em. Christ, I'm a simple creature. Powerless when confronted with a pair of baby blues.