buckknuckle

So now that I'm getting over being depressed, at least a little, I'm starting to get bored. Depression gives you something to do. Sleep, grouse, drink too much, etc. Now I'm antsy. If work would pick up a little that would be something.

Anyway, I went to a bar last night and did some drinking. There was a drunk stripper that I sorta know there playing pool and falling down a lot. She sat next to me at the bar and told me all about how she's been drunk for 3 days and that she lost her purse so she didn't have any money. I didn't buy her a drink. Then she sang along to the Buzzcocks playing on the jukebox and did an interpretive drunk dance. It was entertaining. I figured I could have got her back to my place but who needs the grief. I've never been one for one night stands with drunk strippers, so why start now. Yeah, like I said, I'm bored but not that bored yet.

I've taken to carrying my cell phone around though I don't give out my cell phone number because I usually don't carry my cell phone around. I keep hoping someone would call me. Yep, sad. And boring.