After further deliberation, I’m not really so hot to fuck my bartender.
I’ve been back a few times since she served me my last drink, she’s ok, but honestly when she’s not serving me, I’m just less attracted to her- it’s part of her job though I guess. I’ve caught her eye a number of times since, but we haven’t spoken- she drinks there on a regular basis as well as working there, which is one of the awesome things about my bar. I guess though, if I can catch her eye when she’s a patron as well as on the clock, then that’s good. At least she doesn’t have an amazing set on her though- if she did I’d be in big trouble since I just can’t stop staring when there’s a great pair of headlights pointing right at me.
I stopped in last night and had five pints of Guinness without really trying too hard. I met the bartender that I hadn’t met before, and he finally bought me a drink- it took long enough.
Generally I’m feeling pretty lousy though- that is to say, feeling juuuust fine, but I just keep drinking and drinking and drinking… I was vaguely going to kick it sober style this evening, but I’m trying to decide in the background whether to get up and get a third Red Seal or whether I should just refill my water glass….
I’m also pissed off because I’m so fucking addicted to pr0n. It’s pretty ridiculous- I cleaned out some crap because I was pissed off a while ago, and it freed up 348GB of space. That’s a whole lot of boobs. Now I’m left with some boredom and my other d3mons. Among them, the third Red Seal.
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