I’m here with a much better group this time. Though I had a salad, a glass of wine, and an entree for around $60.
But… I don’t know. I like the girls. No issue with that. I just look around me and (with the exception of people I already know and like) the people I see disgust me. Theoretically handsome boys at the bar, some with cigarettes in their hands, and I am repulsed.
Though, to be fair, they might have been repulsed by my wonky hair, flip flops, and fundamentally boho look. I was much happier sitting in the plane, off in my own little world, working on a pet project.
Somehow, I think this just isn’t going to work out for me. Which is ok. Me and the dog are getting along just fine.