another celebrity sighting!

last night i was on kenmare and lafayette, across the street from la esquina -
in that little triangle of no man's land.

i wanted to throw away my gum, but there was a guy in a brown leather trenchcoat and gray fedora sitting with his legs outstretched on a ledge by the garbage can,and he looked shady/homeless.

i approached the garbage can anyway, at which point the guy looked up -
he had twinkling brown eyes, sexy scruff and and earring:
it was colin farrell, on his cell phone.

we made eye contact as i dropped my gum in the can,
and i heard him say "dye tink yer gawnna scars letter?"
which is irish accented english for "do you think you're going to Scores later?"

ew. he's definitely straddling the line between appealing and appalling -
among the other things he's straddling.


still. he's hot. and i did watch his nasty sex tape.




here's the song i can't stop listening to today:
the faint - i disappear