Mar. 20th, 2003

It had the makings for a crappy night.

The birthday dinner was a swinging shindig, baby. I daresay I had the best seat in the house :)
But the club, the club... I COULD NOT FIND MY GROOVE! I looked and I looked but it was just arms a flopping and body not listening and not being the sexy dancing machine that I could be. But it seems I had a different job tonight. That of a mediator? a shoulder to be leaned on? And I think my words actually helped out. They earned me a kiss on the forehead at least. On an unrelated note, I snared a free drink tonight. The joys of being a regular customer. I think the free drink was the trigger for the change in the night.

After the club, I got to be that shoulder again. And I got to be blunt. We'll see where that gets me.

What, you expected more Iraqi war talk here? Fuck that. You will get a break from the war here. Revel in it.

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