tap my glass

… but i guess there wasn’t that many. Everything always seems more monumental at 1:30 am when the music is loud, and you’re surrounded by people losing one inhibition after the other.

“If it was me, and i was out with you and your girlfriend, i’d be all over all of that”. Or something like that. Ya right, i would be too. I was out with a friend, his gf, and a bunch of her friends as it was one of their bdays. The opportunity to go out with a bunch of anonymous hot girls is something you regret passing by, so you rarely do. However, game plans are a necessity, as are balls, and confidence, and really, personality is something you can probably leave at home. I didn’t bring much except a snazzy shirt… what did i say - “or the death of me will lie in the mirrors that dress me”?? I gotta listen to myself more.

Anyway, it was a fun nite, there was this ubersexy girl playing pool… wowy zowy, she was something else, but i’ve no idea what she’s really like as she was a) dressed up a bit and b) intoxicated. For all i know shes ultra repressed and uptight and wears jogging pants to work (i seriously doubt the last one, but excuses are easier when paired with unattractive imagry).

I woke up today, and stayed in bed till 11 or so, tossing and turning, trying to guage the hangover. Not too bad really. I then, of course, had to have a yoga bout with the new sigur ros album - the concert is tomorrow!!!!! Super kickass pigeon today by the way, mabye if i get bold at some point i’ll start setting up my camera and taking pictures of myself, get all narcissistic or something (as if i’m not already).