J: So, I have a date Sunday night.
Me: Oh yeah? What’s her name? Do I know this one?
J: Naw. She’s like some goth chick. But she’s 29.
Me: Well, that’s a step in the right direction, at least she’s not 21 like the last three.
J: Yeah, I know. Maybe she’ll be more interested in actually dating [...]
Category > Jacks
My future husband
For everything else, there’s my Mastercard bill
Cost of beers purchased in Shadyside: $46
Amount of money spent at Jack’s later that night: $14
Parking ticket for parking in handicapped spot: $250
Getting a letter from the Old Man to get out of said ticket: $1.32 gas, a little bit of pride
Leaving court and having a text message that simply states “I’m Batman”? Priceless.
Just so you know…
… it is perfectly acceptable to sing into your beer bottle while sitting at your stool at the bar.
It is NOT perfectly acceptable to stand in the corner of a not so crowded bar, playing air guitar and head banging.
If this is your game, do not expect me to talk to you.
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I blame this sappy post on the fact that I’m listening to Carrie Underwood ‘Don’t Forget to Remember Me’
With all this new found specualtion about my life, I have to drone on about it a little more.
Last night, my last night at Jack’s for awhile, I met this couple from North Carolina. I was alone because everyone I was with had to work today, but I was bullshitting with Jesus the [...]
Leave of Absence
Well, not to say that things are better completely, but I’m actively pursuing making them better.
Somewhere in my mind, I decided that the way to do this is to stay away from Jack’s. Which I am trying my damnedest to do, citing last night as my last time there for awhile and announcing [...]
