Guesss what? It's 2:30 saturday morning, and I'm home alone. I joked that since I met somebody hte first two times at Fusion, but couldn't do anything about it because I was playing chauffer for the night, that surely the third time would be a charm when Im' driving myself. I joked that watch I'll not make eve eye contact with a single person all night. Murphey's law, right?
Guess what. I didn't make fucking eye contact with anybody but the bartender. And I'm home. Alone. I take this as a sign. Give it up. When in the presence of othe rmen, I don't stand a fucking chance. Give it up.
At least I danced. I guess that's the real reason for being there anyway, it's a dance club, right? Not a fuck club. I don' tknow. What hte hell was I thinking? after a while I couldn't tak eit anmyore and I drove home before th buzz wore off. It's a wonder I mad eit home in one piece, all the way fromn dayton. I'm still drunk. I hate this. I hate this emptiness.
Guess what. I didn't make fucking eye contact with anybody but the bartender. And I'm home. Alone. I take this as a sign. Give it up. When in the presence of othe rmen, I don't stand a fucking chance. Give it up.
At least I danced. I guess that's the real reason for being there anyway, it's a dance club, right? Not a fuck club. I don' tknow. What hte hell was I thinking? after a while I couldn't tak eit anmyore and I drove home before th buzz wore off. It's a wonder I mad eit home in one piece, all the way fromn dayton. I'm still drunk. I hate this. I hate this emptiness.
posted by Grover at 10/08/2005 01:29:00 AM
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Thank you. I'm actually a bit embarrassed about this post. Proof that I need to lay off the sauce.
You know what the sad thing is? I even went out and bought a box of condoms before I went. How pathetically egotistical and chauvinistic is that? I chucked them in a dumpster near where I had parked, ashamed of the gesture.
Holy crap! I hope it's not malignant... please tell me it's pre-cancerous.
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