Friday, January 11

Entering the vessel, she scans right to left, right to left, at every seat an every passenger. Her facial expression seems to suggest a search of competition. Right, Left, Right, Left in such methodical frequency that you could swear she was a robot. But alas, she is merely looking for a familiar for company on the ride to the port. Having failed her objective, she attaches to a seat, not here nor there and scans her communication device for alternative source of amusement. Upon reaching the port, despite her attire, her unsteady walk betrays her lack of feminity....- and that was how boring my Thursday was. Seriously....but the girl was kinda cute though. ;op