It took half a bottle of Captain Morgan
It took half a bottle of Captain Morgan, but I cried. I am lonely and it's my own fault. That's just the reality that I've manifested. I chase straight guys- my friends, even. Shit.
Tonight went well, overall. I reluctantly, but agreeably, went to Sebastepol. Down a county road there lies an organic farm/commune and Tear It Down capped off the set list for an EXCRUCIATINGLY odd assortment of musical performances. I took some swigs for social lubricant (courage to dance in public) but after I truly got into TID's second song, a cover of Funky Town (amazing), the cops were in the barn, letting us know that the music was over. Lame. So we drove back to St. Town and I drove up to Annie's. For some reason I proceeded to consider my chances with two straight guy friends of mine. One ended his night in the company of a fifteen year old (he's ...24?!) and the other was on the floor, in the arms of a female.
Sigh.
I cried on the way home. I'm going to sleep now.
Tonight went well, overall. I reluctantly, but agreeably, went to Sebastepol. Down a county road there lies an organic farm/commune and Tear It Down capped off the set list for an EXCRUCIATINGLY odd assortment of musical performances. I took some swigs for social lubricant (courage to dance in public) but after I truly got into TID's second song, a cover of Funky Town (amazing), the cops were in the barn, letting us know that the music was over. Lame. So we drove back to St. Town and I drove up to Annie's. For some reason I proceeded to consider my chances with two straight guy friends of mine. One ended his night in the company of a fifteen year old (he's ...24?!) and the other was on the floor, in the arms of a female.
Sigh.
I cried on the way home. I'm going to sleep now.