You Just Can't Need Too Much
"Is the bartender gay?"I asked Diva Girl at Tremont 647 Saturday night. She said she wasn’t sure but a free grey goose and soda later we figured he wasn’t. He was cute too.Cleary’s left above mentioned girl with lots of men and myself with a bruised knee after being tripped on my way off the dance floor. So now above mentioned bar is a huge trash bucket and so are its patrons.
Speaking of patrons, I love seeing people crowd together at these places in one huge massive quest to meet someone or find love or get laid or whatever it is that people are hoping to find every weekend when they shower and dress up and drink more than they should in order to be less shy and less self conscious about their slight beer gut or bad sense of humor or receding hair line.
I say, the last thing that works is effort. Go on with the ordinary chores of your life; do the dishes, the shopping, the laundry, go to work, get drunk, floss your teeth, pay the rent, call your friends.
Do it, day in and day out. One day, one moment, one single, brilliant second of your life there you’ll be, reaching for another vodka and soda, or walking out of the local deli after playing your lottery number and WHAM! Love will hit you-out of nowhere like a downpour. Or maybe you’ll hit the lottery.
Just try not to fall...too much.
posted by Victoria Comella @ 7:34 PM
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