Last Night

June 27th, 2002 2:36 PM

God knows why, but last night I found myself in the shadiest, seediest bar in the middle of the valley. And aside from a few friends being there, it represented everything I can’t stand. So much for interesting conversation…

I find that when in situations like that, I desperately want some sort of outward manifestation (another tattoo?) of the difference I feel inside. Yet getting a tattoo for that reason seems like exactly the kind of thing I’m trying to get away from… I don’t know.

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