So, last night at the bar, I'm enjoying a tasty bud light pint with a good friend, when Toby, a bad friend walks in. Now, I am OK with seeing him around, but it still sucks that things had to end the way they did. I am really sad to know that we will never be friends again or talk like we used to. I value all of my friends and hate to lose them. That is the saddest part of all. deep down I know there is a better person dying to get out, wanting not to be an asshole. I turned to the left to see who else was there when I saw he was staring at me. I looked at him and kept eye contact until he looked away. That felt good. Normally I'd turn away hoping he hadn't seen me. I hope, when he was staring, that he felt remorse and missed me too. I hope he knows what he lost and it makes him feel sad. It doesn't help that he is totally hot. But hey, there are other hotties out there too. Ones that won't threaten me or want to beat me up!
Other than that, I am anxiously awaiting St. Patty's Day and having the weekend off. I am gonna drink like a fish and get shitty. 11 days until I go to KC to see Widespread Panic! YAH!!!!
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