I want a hugging arm pillow…

I really do. Sad isn’t it? I’d get one too, if I had a permanent address. Stupid really. I can’t have a real boyfriend because I’m never in one place long enough, and I can’t have a fake arm boyfriend pillow because I don’t have a home to send it to.

I guess I could order one to a friend’s house and just carry it from place to place on the outside of my suitcase, like a backpacker with a giant teddybear strapped on with shoelaces, but then the chances of attracting a REAL man would be drastically slim.

It’s a tough one. But hey, if you’re not a gypsy like me, you should get one! One of the discount coupon websites is selling them off cheaply today. You could always go one step further of course, and steal a shirt from a hot man you like, and put it on the pillow, so you can sniff his actual armpit at night when he’s not there. I think I’d like to do that…

I’ll shut up now…