I'll like you if:

- you can spell
- you have good manners
- you don't spit on the sidewalk
- you don't make fun of the way I say 'milk'

there are no guarantees.

Here I am, four and a half hours before I'm supposed to be up for work. Four hours and forty five minutes if I really want to push it/look like a rat all day. I bought a shoe rack on Tuesday. Put it together in the dark. I'll make a fine husband one day. The prospect of having an IKEA in Abbotsford is both exciting and frightening. My house room would be so colourful and asymmetrical. My bank account would be too. Red and descending into more red.