2003-08-26 - 10:53 p.m.
For my girl,
Chained in the basement.
Not sure anymore which was sweeter, the last time I let you go,
Or the last time you let me catch you.
Today was another weird one. Crappy day for tips. No customers for a while, so I drank and watched the red sox game. I wonder who won. But I sortof hate baseball and every other sport, so not really. It's funny how things can be entertaining under certain circumstances. I can watch sports if I'm in a bar, that's what you're supposed to do. But I don't think about it afterwards. It's like a "hey I have a reason to be here besides fucking myself up" thing. Defense mechanisms, we're full of 'em.
night then.
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