My attempt to come to terms with the ridiculousness of my life..
Saturday, September 19, 2009
What is on my glasses?
After a lovely evening out with my friends, I am faced with a question I usually ask after drinking; How do I get my glasses as dirty as I do? This is sometimes easily answered but last night I managed to be a semi regular person while drinking so there are really no apparent reason why my glasses should be this dirty. One of life's mystery, I suppose. I have noticed lately that I hate the bars but never realize it until get out. Which is actually quite unfortunate. I did manage to barge off, one of my classic moves. Pretty uneventfull.