Bar Stool Rantings

I sit and waitFirst word spoken?From a friend?A stranger?A guy besides me watches me write on a napkin.Will he buy me a drink?I Doubt it!Will I take him home?I Doubt it!All strangers to me in here dancing....waiting....drinking...Listening to songs from the 80'sGoodnessDamn it's almost 11:00pmI'm on drink 3Will I pass out?I Doubt it!Men surround me of their crazy looking penis'sGirls are trying to mack on the men with penis'sYet they can't hear me laugh at them from insidethey can't read my napkinThree chicks dancing together on the dance floor...Look at us doing the fuck me dance, everyone.Here i am must be crazy looking writing on napkinsOh well fuck em. HA.Oh no, the guy beside me left.His lip prints left....on that empty Budweiser body. HA HAokay a quarter till 11:00 now. SHIT.I have a buzzz..Am I am going to survive till 2:00am?I DOUBT IT! All dressed up and I am someplace.How ironic. BORING. Stupid humpty dance. BORING.another song for girls to look like they are fucking to.Oh well its dark and noon will come out till after midnight.The dead dance all night long, especially when drunk.I am sooo fucking cold. burrrrrr.Only action in here is a fast pool game and a cold ass beer.Run through the door before its through...grab a guy or girl so you can do.. HA HAIt's so dead in hereOh well, I'm sure I will have a few more.Few more hours left, few more drinks, few more boring 80 songs.at the end of the night will I be drunk?I DOUBT IT.I'm drunk now... SHHHHHHH Written July 29th, 2001 © on Nov 02 2001 12:38 PM PST, Lee Gillilan   18 • 0 • 1