Tonight is BarMan's last night ever doing karaoke over at Cheers. I wish I could go, but I will be singing in my talent show. He's been there for three years... he got there right after the summer I met Narc... right after I got addicted to coke again that summer... right when I started hanging out at Cheers... the start of my "bottom" in drinking, I guess you could say. I have a lot of mixed feelings about it... I have a lot of mixed feelings about everything right now.
In other news, I am reading The Brothers Karamazov (I think I already mentioned that once?) and I got a mini-crush on one of the brothers from a few sentences I read yesterday (while sugar crashing in the waiting room during my glucose tolerance test).
"Dmitri Fyodorovich, with his big and resolute strides, went over to the window, sat down on the only remaining chair, not far from Father Paissy, and, leaning forward with his whole body, at once prepared to listen to the continuation of the conversation he had interrupted."
I am a dork. I'm also running late, so that's it for now...
Thank God my grades have been turned in... that's what's foremost on my mind this morning.
lots of love,
h
PS: BARMAN JUST SENT ME AN EMAIL... IT WAS HIS LAST NIGHT FOR FRIDAY KARAOKE BUT HE'S STILL GOING TO BE AROUND BARTENDING AND DOING KARAOKE ON SATRUDAY. THAT WAS REALLY ANTICLIMACTIC.
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At least now you don't have to feel so bad about missing his last night! :)
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