epilog: i am drunk.
log: shit...
i am so fucked. waaay too much alcohol. this should be a national crisis...
my coworker/friend chris called me tonite. initially, he called me to configure commands on his PC for this game (
CoV) that we mutually play together. but after fixing his problems, he decided that we should hit the bars. i instantly obliged, considering i have zero friends. after all, this may be the only chance that i have to "go out" for this entire month. so we roll out to a bar called "The Pirate Den". 2 beers and a shot later, chris confirms that we're in lame-o territory and that it's time to move on...
-> to Patrick's we go. the buzz is on and the band is totally jammin. i immediately notice that they're strictly a cover band, which sucks, but they're good, so it's cool... at this point, i'm totally buzzed and feel the need to break the seal, so i hit "el bano". when i return, chris informs me that a woman was asking about me (i find this totally hot
). he pointed her out... she's totally hot!
i play it cool. stick to the usual routine, which entails "let her come to you"... well, that never happens
. she made plenty of eye-contact, but never came over. last call arrives and we jet. i drop chris off and i come home... for the entire trip, i wonder, why must i be such a pussy? why can't i take the offensive? i could have easily tapped that ass... but no... what a fucking loser... so here i am... wasted and playing it solo...
prolog: i'm sure i will regret this in the morning. time to masturbate and forget about this whole ordeal...
somebody help me.
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like Pinkily said girls do the same thing, i bet she was wishing she had talked to you