- I'm incoherent due to exhaustion, not booze.
- Two weeks ago I abruptly ended a fling I was having with a younger girl who frequents one of my bars. I gave no real excuse to her and simply stopped talking to her, although she continues to text me. She showed up tonight at the bar and I basically refused to acknowledge her presence. I made her drinks and took her money, but she may as well have been a stranger. I made it clear that I want nothing more from her. Well, she decided to solidify my disgust for her tonight.... She proceeded to enter our taco-eating contest.
What makes a girl think that eating 15 tacos in a matter of minutes will make me all of a sudden, want her back? She may as well have asked me to take her hand in marriage... Yeah it was that repulsive. After she inhaled the tacos, she came up to me at the bar with a funny smile. I couldn't help but laugh at her and in classic JGF fashion I had to be an asshole (why can't I keep my mouth shut?), and said, "Yeah, we're definately never having sex again." I didn't say it in a funny way either. The sad thing is (on my part), we probably will end up having sex again. A girl's eating prowess doesn't really turn me on, but she is still a girl, so she has that going for her.
- After a surprisingly busy and profitable Tuesday, after cleaning and after counting all the money, I sat back and enjoyed a few drinks with the owner of the bar and some co-workers. We laughed about shit and we made fun of each other. It was one of my more pleasant post-shift experiences. When your pocket is full from a long night of work, you're with friends, and you have a drink in your hand... The world isn't such a bad place. I realize that I won't be a bartender forever, but it's nights like these that make this life I'm living so much fun right now. I have to force myself to enjoy every second while it lasts.
- I'll probably be visiting Richmond's beautiful Belle Isle today, although I won't be adding to it's laundry list of problems (rape, drinking, fornication, drowning, kids smoking pot, epicenter for Richmonds burgeoning heroin trade). Not if I can help it at least.