but she thought i was some one else.
"Hey, how are you?"
"yeah good, you?"
"sore leg from fives last night, but allright otherwise"
"it was good."
"hey, um... fancy grabbing a drink after work?"
"er, yeah that'll be nice."
"awesome! did you enjoy XXXXXX's party on saturday?"
"I wasn't there, went out with XXXXXX instead."
i could never get the hang of Thursdays. and i thought it was going to be a great day when i saw a girl lip syncing to the song that was on the radio in a passing car.