What a fortuitous moment.
Standing there at the bus stop was Wentworth Miller.
Okay not Mr Prison Break himself, but certainly a guy who looked exactly like him. Seriously. I do not lie.
Talk about cute! And hot. And sex-aay.
So, I sat behind him on the bus and watched which stop he got off the bus at (Willis Street) and have done so every day since.
Last night I left work early and caught the 5.23pm No.23 home again and as luck would have it, Wentworth was on the bus! I sat behind him again (lovely neck) and when he got off at the bus stop, I followed him watching for which house he was going to go into. Unfortunately, he turned right at the corner and I needed to turn left, so I have no idea which house he went into. Bugger it. It was then that I realised I'd turned into some crazy batshit weirdo stalker!
Cool. Always wanted to know if I ever had the potential to turn into a bunny boiler LOL.
Tart, I have an assignment for you...
Tap him on the shoulder, say something witty (I know you can do this, I'm constantly reading your witty comments), and the rest will take care of itself. And you will come back here and share!
LOL, we've talked about this. Stay at home, married, mother of 2. I'm living vicariously!
:)