Bah!

[bubosquared]

Going out for drinks tonight. Don't wannaaaaaaa! Even though I know that once I'm there, I'll be okay. I'll be fine. I'll sit in the leather couch (and "in" is not a mistale here) and drink Guinness and talk and joke and be amused and have fun for an hour or two.

But right now, I still don't wanna.

What I want, right now, is to go there, sit in the easy chair all by myself, drink Guinness, and write. Even though I don't think I could.

Sometimes I annoy myself. Grmpf.