Jul 14, 2003 05:25
Alcohol + back alley + jumping over fences = broken thumb. What use is this short stubby little finger if it's not opposable?
I have to stop thinking I can pick up girls at a club. It's way to loud to do anything but shout out "Hey!" and "What did you say?!?!" I guess I could always say "Want to dance?!", but even while drinking I know that I can't dance anyway so I should save myself the embarrassment. So where is a good place to pick up relationship quality hotties? And I can't come up with a good reason that I don't have a fan club of them following me around everywhere. Hmm... but when I think about it, I'm sure all I'd have to do is play some shitty/pretentious music on a stage and I'd suddenly be some sort of scene god. Eh, whatever.
It still bothers me that I never see anyone (that matters) that I recognize at that stupid place. I am really bad with remembering what people look like though. And I'm also tired of people saying they will be there next week and then never seeing them again. The next person that says that to me is going to get called a liar. In a nice way of course. And by nice I just mean that I'm going to smile when I call them a liar. Fuck I whine too much. You don't understand though. If you were surrounded by nothing but guys all day long for the past year, you would whine too. It's really getting to me. I want someone to have a party. A party that I can go to. Oh to dream the impossible dream. God damn work.
...eh, tolerance is going up. What used to make me pass out and throw up now only makes me almost drunk. On a completely unrelated and seperate note, I also worry that I'm going to run out of song lyrics to use as subject lines, but what can you do?