Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Couldn't for the life of me find a shitty place to drink around my house so... I'm at the USS Nemo at the bar. I did find some empty places but I didn't wanna be forced to talk to a bartender so here I am.

I feel like a tool in here and I recognize a waitress who comes into whole foods.

I just want to drink whiskey at a place where you're unsure if the glass is clean or not.

Oh well.