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part deux.

then.

the afterparties for each night. rocked. thursday after the show, picked up a biostatistical being, and off to the emerald corner to meet the guys. they were all there, and we danced and drank 5 dolla pitchers into the night.

friday's show concluded in beers and ____to the face while watching forgetting sarah marshall with my roomate. we both had never scene it. and wanted to. our ending thoughts, good good movie XD

saturday's show: hahaha. spontaneous random adventures! 'casm and i (since we didn't get to harlem it up the friday night, decided, nyc tonight, baby) on our way to the CIRCUS at webster hall, we changed course, and went to lady H's domain. which led to

Angels&Kings - nyc

a spontaneous adventure to a bar in the village. a friend and i decided that being a bartender in nyc is the ultimate people watching job. granted on a busy night it may be difficult, but i'm sure you'll have more than enough chances.

at the bar, i'm trying to mingle and dance, but i just really feel like watching. much more satisfying at times. however!! the group i came to be with was more than i could as for :D this guy comes in. clearly already intoxicated. and just stands there watching everyone. then starts watching select people. lo and behold, i became the target. i accepted a drink (for educational purposes and because i was getting a beer that i did not have to pay for) and met bob*, an apartment manager (*names have been changed). talking with this person, and being in his drunk state, he gave me more information than he probably wanted to. in my conversation with him, and by the behaviors of others, i've come to a conclusion. yet again.

men go to bars in hopes of getting in a one night fuck. and they do sincerely try. but are so desperate and obscene that they do not reach their goal. some do.

or perhaps they are just drunk.

so then i think, sure, ill talk to girls. and see if they have anything interesting to say. but they probably are there to get fucked as well. not all of them. im sure some go to just dance. bc thats what i like to do. but there are enough girls who want the former.

simple rule of supply and demand.

i could also say that the demand for females at bars is always high since the supply of men is usually high.

…i digress.

so yea. at bars. can't talk to girls, since they usually want to talk to guys, and im not too certain on how to talk to girls. and cant talk to guys bc all they want to do is get into your pants.

so what is there to do?

DANCE.

and there you have it.

fin.

yes, there you have it. been doing a lot of thinking lately. as to what is going to happen with my life. a good friend said 'life is too short for it to suck'. and he's right. stay happy. be happy.

just be happy.

i've heard that twice this week from two people i respect. some days, it just gets heavy.