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in my attempts to woo the very attractive 35-year-old intern architect, my new bff lizzie and i went to this bar in the outer richmond (which is really far out there, btw)to see him last night. thursday nights he djs 60s soul at this bizarre bar.
not only did i feel like a stalker, but i got trashed in, like, 15 minutes (i was really nervous, so we drank ALOT), fell on the dance floor, told him that he is "ancient", that this one girl at the office wears ugly shoes, and that i think he is "really cool".
i then missed bart back to oakland and took the 60 dollar cab ride home.. and then overslept this morning.
wtf. so stupid.
not only did i feel like a stalker, but i got trashed in, like, 15 minutes (i was really nervous, so we drank ALOT), fell on the dance floor, told him that he is "ancient", that this one girl at the office wears ugly shoes, and that i think he is "really cool".
i then missed bart back to oakland and took the 60 dollar cab ride home.. and then overslept this morning.
wtf. so stupid.