After work on Wednesday I and went and grabbed a bite to eat form Swing Thai. I brought it home and stuffed my face while watching the hockey game. The game lasted well into the evening seeing as how it went into double overtime. After the game I decided to head over to the hippy bar for a drink or two.

I was pretty down on the evening because I was being reclusive and shy, a condition that seems to compound itself on me. I did talk to some dude I met the other week who was just sitting there getting plastered. He claimed that the only reason he was getting drunk was so he could see if the chasers his brother gave him would really work. This seemed like a really lousy reason to sit there and get drunk until I realized I didn’t even have a reason as lame as that one. Talking to this guy just brought me down more. The evening picked up when a random stranger bought me a beer and the chaser dude left the seat next to me.

A girl took his seat and we proceeded to try and get the wave going around the bar. Which worked, with limited success, but was definitely more fun than successful. I got to talking to the girl next to me about books and literature and stuff and we hit it off pretty well. Before I knew the bar was closing so we decided to continue our conversation over breakfast. We headed over to Pete’s Kitchen where I had icecream and she had hashbrowns. I finally got home at around 3:30 which sucked because I had to work at 8:00. Wasn’t I just complaining about this kind of behavior last week? I never even got her name but it was a nice change to connect with a complete stranger.