Day off. On the way to the Knitting Factory.
I’ve felt a little jealous to the couples that I see around the streets. They look very good from the outside. They’ve learned the art of love or at least of compromises showing love attitude. Symbiosis. I was kind of looking like that occasionally, may be is more exact to use the word “sometimes”, not really “rarely”.
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I’m not really falling in love with a certain person. I just love the idea of love – two bodies & minds becoming one.
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It’s like midnight. I’m in the Knitting Factory alone. I’m out to have a cigar but it’s not leading to any conversations. I’m alone. I try to exchane a cigar for a cigarette from the guys on the corner. It worked to the point of getting the cigarette. I feel like a creep kind of. A sexy creep though, still better than the regular ones.
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The funny thing is that I actually have a conversation with the same guys with the cigarette. We even end up in some bar with two of the “cigarette guys” and my roommate John Paul. They tell me that they’re musicians and I’m like “Oh no, not again!!!” xD I never got their name or the name of their bands, I will never recognize them if I see them again. I don’t give a fuck. Neither they do probably.
Actually I don’t remember too much of the bar experience, because I was drunk. For the whole night I had:
1. 50 ml of UVA Raspberry Vodka with soda (this vodka is blue and actually looks pretty rad.)
2. Couple hits from the one hitter.
3. A can of Bomb beer – pretty shitty, cheap, also looks rad though.
4. PBR + shot of shitty well whisky, which ends up like shitty well whisky on the rocks but I drink it pretty much as a shot cause it tastes gross.
5. I smoke some more outside and for ask the already mentioned cigarette.
6. I decide that as I’m already pretty tipsy & it’s time to drink something nice – I get a plastic pint of Hoegarden with two lemons. However, I remember that I drop and spill like half of it.
7. I.am.drunk and trying to smoke from the one hitter with some Mexican guy. The one hitter is super clogged and nothing gets through it. He sticks a toothpick inside but I break it. I ask him does he have a cigarette. He says that he don’t smoke but on his turn asks if he can kiss me. First of all its super lame to “ask” a girl to kiss her, it just makes it super awkward, even if she wants it. Second I wasn’t attracted to this guy at all.
8. Ok, then somehow (I really don’t remember how) I meet again the “cigarette guys” and my roommate John Paul shows up out of nowhere. We’re in this bar, that I really don’t remember neither how is called, neither where exactly it is. One of the “cigarette guys” says that he’s working there so he’s gonna hook us up with drinks. I think about getting some decent whisky on the rocks (no more well shit). However, I end up ordering a dirty Martini. Of course, I’m super particular about it & every bartender’s nightmare! Including my heavy Eastern European accent and how drunk I am, it makes it even worse. To don’t mention that in the end it ends up that I have only 3 bucks and the place is “cash only”. However, I order it, dirty Kettel-One martini, medium on vermouth, extra heavy shaken. It happens to be an alright Martini, cold enough but too less olive juice though. As I already said I had no money to pay for it. So the “cigarette guy” next to me pays for it and I give him three singles that I find in my wallet saying that “the weed is on me”.
So lets count it again:
1. Vodka soda
2. Bomb beer
3. PBR + shot of whisky
4. Hoegarden
5. Dirty Kettel-One Martini.
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I end up jumping on a cab with my roommate, somehow making it up at home and eating dried chilli green peas in my bed. The cab hopefully accepts cards. I wake up 7:30 am with a terrible hangover. I have an hour and a half more sleep & I have to go to work…
ps: there are no pictures because
1.I was drunk and I forgot to take some.
2. Even if I did, I dropped my phone in the toilet (hahah no shit!) so it would be dead and no pics! Soo… next time, bitchez!
ps2: Actually here is a flyer for the show and a song. The bands were good, the show was good. I had fun. Fuck yes!
Here is a video from one of the bands last night!