fivept_bottle

I opened my message with, "Hey Darlin'." And she later told me that she loved it in all seriousness. I don't have an extraordinary amount of Texan-isms about me, for someone who has lived in TX his whole life and any trace of a southern accent is quite subtle. I do like to wear cowboy-cut button ups. I like selective country music, the real shit. And I like to call her "Darlin'."

So, I tried this whole going out but not drinking thing. I'm not sure how I feel about this. When you're sober, you realize how inane and senseless it all is. I did get to catch a couple of tunes by the always fantastic Pointy Shoe Factory. And LCC sounded good, but I think I've seen them too many times over the past few months. So I slipped over to XPO, where I'm occassionally found slithering around on a Thursday night. This was where I figured out just how futile it is to be sober around a bunch of drunkards. The revelations just keep coming. Atleast I ran into the cigarette fairy, so I can't say it was a total loss.

Oh, and I was approached by the music editor who I submitted a sample record review to last week. He sounded really optimistic about me contributing as a freelance journalist, saying that they don't have enough "smart" writers. Now, I just need to come up with an alias.

But I'm mainly excited about picking her up from the airport at 10:14PM. I'm such a sucker in love and I have no shame.