The Frenemy.: Bar Thoughts
YES.
I should text somebody. I shouldn’t do that, so I’ll drink again until I can’t spell and forget that’s a bad idea. I’m a functioning member of society, by the way.
The things I think about at a bar:
- Fuck, I don’t have enough cash. I never have enough cash. But I just took cash out, like ten minutes ago. Is this because I have suddenly started eating cash as a snack? Is this because of the one time I just started chewing on five dollar bills like a cow?…