Very, very , very drunk on more Screwdrivers than I could count.
Annoyed at being sat next to slowest member of class (and I mean like my Dad slow-i.e., not comfortable with it being 2009, let alone 1989 technology wise) I understand why, but there comes a point where someone is just NOT going to get it.
Critical mass, we have some.
So drunk. Helped friend wait for her little fuck button. Left, dutiful friend. I hate bars. That little mating ritual-annoying. How do you single people deal with that? Everyone looked the same, talked the same, bored me to tears. OK, except for the fact that there was a fucking convention of bald men with glasses. And the dude with the face pubes who kept playing with them. I can’t deal with that. I cannot handle face pubes.
It’s gonna be a beautiful day tomorrow. Typo’s and all.
i like the idea of bars. i spent a decade of my life, though, looking for the bar i actually wanted to BE in, the one where i could people watch and sit with my journal and strike up interesting conversations and maybe occasionally take somebody home.
i eventually found all of the above, but never quite all wrapped up into one.
i also eventually found a convention of bald dudes with glasses, too. go figger. maybe they’re an annual thing.
thanks for the good luck earlier in the week, btw. still studying. with a panicky desperate feeling. while in Halifax. i am so wild.
Man, your drunk blogging is more coherent than most folks’ sober blogging!
I love bars as a concept–like Bon, I’m a people-watcher/journal writer at the bar and love those all-too-rare bar conversations that really rock. The problem is, I want to be able to do all of that from the safety of a plexiglass enclosure because ewwww crowds
And the bar mating ritual crap? do.not.miss.
I don’t think most single people can stand the bar-mating-ritual, which is why online dating sites are so popular! Seriously, I’m not really sure even how to go about picking someone at a bar. I usually end up talking to the bartender and waitress.
(oh, and I also think that your drunk blog writing is amazing! You rock!!)