feeling normal

Dec 02, 2004 02:28

i went to a bar with a secret passage way leading to another bar. One of the bartenders was a young guy about to tak his SAT's he said he lived up stairs and had a fish ranch. I asked him many questions that most people wouldnt answer, but he was near passing out. He lead me into the other bar while I followed his frizzy dishwater pony tail. The other bartender was a blonde older lady who looked like she could be his mom, she was flirting loudly and sipping on a drink with a swagger. I sat with my scarf over my face the whole time I spoke while an older gentleman named Rollo talked to me about the importance of coozies. He really didnt catch onto any of my sarcasm. What can I say I am an observer in weird circumstance and almost always think I prefer it. Ever since it has been cold I have had alot of trouble unbuttoning my jacket or taking my scarf of my nose. I could get use to this hanging out at bars and meeting random wierdos. I know one of the things that would make me most happy that I am able to change but I am so cautious. Sometimes I just want to bite my tongue off for what I think I am going to say. Being distracted helps. A guy came into work and I found myself saying "He looks like a good father." People looked at me like I was crazy. But really I hate my, oh so normal thoughts. I am hungry but I will wake up not so hungry so I will sleep now.
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