i was hanging out with a certain photographer guy's best friend, who i have since become very close friends with myself. we had some dinner, had a nice long philosophical conversation about our lives, and then met up with
gonzo77 and creepy damien at the loop, which i haven't been to since the time
katerina and i did acid together and bugged out in the front bar.
so we're all having a beer, having a good time. normal night out. then i look across the bar and see THE BEST LOOKING MAN ON THE PLANET. seriously. he was one of those people that is so incredibly good looking it almost hurts to look at them. he looks like jake gyllenhaal, except his eyes are the most ridiculous shade of ice blue. it's unreal.
he's sitting by himself.
and he's looking at me.
so i freak out and get all giggly and make some eyes back at him. but i just don't think he's going to come talk to a girl in the far corner of the bar when she's surrounded by three dudes. so gonzo and cpg's bff, god bless em, psych me up and push me across the bar towards him. by the time i get over there, they are both chatting with the girl next to them and are grinning and giving me the thumbs up. ok, so apparently my ex boyfriend slash best friend and my ex fiancees best friend are my wingmen tonight. *shrugs* whatever works!
so me and mr gorgeous start chatting. except it's more like the verbal equivalent of mashing your knuckles against the keyboard, as he is incredibly stoned and i just don't know how to hit on strangers. i start rambling about a resource based economy, and what a weird month its been, and he's trying to explain how he was just on the phone with basquiats art dealer lady. then he leaves mid convo and goes to wendys and then comes back. it was kind of ridiculous. but eventually we managed to connect on some subjects.
long and short of it, is he's a 24 year old stoner painter who is fresh out of art school. and i'm not entirely sure if he's really interested, but he did ask for my number and immediately called my phone from his. and he offered me a cheeseburger from wendys. oh, and he's a taurus, which is great. i don't know why suddenly i have all these good looking stoner taureans in my life. but whatever man. i didn't scare him off, so i must be doing something right!
i go back over to my boys and discover that they have both managed to procure a number from the same girl. score! we are full of win and proceed to do many many vodka shots. we eventually get kicked out and LOCKED out of the bar, haha!
or maybe it's because i'm a sloppy bitch, who knows. i'm trying to scrounge up a coupon for $50 off a new one, but it's taking a long time so i am without music for the moment. 
