OK, so I know it's pride week and all, but honestly? Was not expecting to see the topless lady walking down Bloor street earlier today. In defiance of the usual rule of "people who like being naked really really should NOT be naked. Anytime. EVER" She really was rather good looking.
And then I got home, bummed about the apartment, read a book, usual afternoon stuff. But the apartment is boiling so I got up to get a beer, glanced out the kitchen window and saw something..... interesting.
The apartment directly accross the courtyard from us has 2 young men who live there. 2 rather good looking young men who happen to share the bedroom as well as the apartment. One of them was standing in the room, in just a pair of boxers, looking in the mirror and flexing. Alot. and then he lost the boxers. And then the boyfriend came in.