I packed everything up, put it in Dannys car and sent him off to work. Then I checked out at noon and took a nice long walk to the Beverly center. I love to watch people. It keeps me thinking I guess.
Would you go for the obviously gay, but not as cute guy on your left. Or the really hot straight looking one who seems to be looking on your right?
There is a super duper hott dad walking around here with his kid. No female to be found. I think he's cruising believe it or not. He is like Brad Pitt only yummier.
There is another pair. This father and son are practically wearing the same outfit: baggy blue jeans, long sleeve white shirts, designer sunglasses. Their shoes are the same colors but inverted. The daughter looks out of place but just as spoiled.
I wonder if all the solo boys I see are waiting for the girls to finish shopping.
A lot of people sitting together have food from different places. And it's crazy of course because of Christmas. Two different groups of kids raced and beat me to two different tables. I once was young to. Lol.
Damn! That guy is hott!
How come I only rarely just happen upon someone I know, but never out of the WeHo? Don't gay people shop to? And by WeHo I mean Santa Monica Blvd.
Whoa! Put the hat back on! Ahhh!
*whew* don't ever do that again.
How many people that buy Versace, can spell Versace? Shit, did I spell it wrong?
These are just my random thoughts for now.
Andy Kirra
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