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Einstein’s Bar and Grill Wow, Nothing startling yet. First escape from complete coma for me in months or years. Not epiphany, not great production, just some small output to interrupt the still nothingness of poor lonely arrest. (next napkin) I don’t know if I love my job or hate it. I don’t know if I love my environment or hate it. I don’t know if I love myself or hate it. I know I love my family though. I know I love women. So I guess what I absolutely love can be narrowed down quite easily and concisely. (next napkin) wow, sitting here not too enthused in this new bar Einstein’s that is actually pretty fresh and cool, and comfortable. Also not a lot of sluty half-naked women distracting me from my attempted relaxation. Wondering how different my writing is now – than it was 7/8 years ago when I used to do this much more often. I feel like I have no vocabulary – no style, just loneliness. (next napkin) Wow, My waitress deploys napkins as if she owned the last tree. Carefully counting out three. Well sweetheart I went through the first four in ten minutes how long do you think it will take till this pen burns that tree - stabs your bark – scribbles all over your young clueless heart. But you’re a nice girl and fairly cute too. <% dim cn2,voteCn dim qNumber,rNumber,questionId,pollLayout,qId %> |