I’m eating steak and eggs and watching Lost in Translation.  Scarlett Johanson is wearing a pink wig, smoking a cigarette and resting her head on Bill Murray’s shoulder.

I went to Happy Tuesday yesterday at the Firehouse in Plainville.  There was about 10 of us.  When I first got there, I felt way too sober to listen to them shout at people and harass the bartender. 

The bartender was a short girl named Jasmine with tattoo’s of naked women, barbwire and brass knuckles covering her arms.  The guys were teasing her the whole night.  I can’t tell if she was getting annoyed, but I was.  I was too sober.

I sat next to two older women who were part of the Happy Tuesday crew.  They were stuck in the 80’s.  Their hairstyles were taken from a 1985 Sear’s catalog.  They were making fun of everyone.  They were brutal.  I don’t want to be them.

I’ve been going to Happy Tuesday for about a year now.  Just one day a week, nothing too crazy. Before Happy Tuesday during my waitressing heydays, I would go out every single night of the week.  Drinking and driving, waking up hung over only to do it all again.  Every night. 

I learned how to wield a pool stick in those days, although I’m still not very good. 

I played pool last night.  Dave never wants to play with me because he’s tired of losing.  He’s horrible – absolutely horrible.  So I played a couple of strangers who referred to me as a pool shark, even though I missed so many easy shots.  I didn’t leave the bar until well after the last Happy Tuesday man went home.  I stayed playing pool and pretended I was a hustler.

That was my Tuesday.  Today is Wednesday and I have to leave for work in 45 minutes.

Scarlett Johanson is walking aimlessly around Tokyo.  Bill Murray is shaving with a very tiny razor.

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. 

I hate all holidays almost as much as I hate my birthday.  My family is not the most pleasant to be around.  We use to have huge thanksgivings with my grandparents and all my cousins, but it stopped when my grandmother died.  Now it sucks every year.

When I buy my first huge house, I’m going to have the biggest thanksgiving ever!  I’ll be the Great Gatsby of holidays.  If I can round-up all my cousins, aunts and uncle’s, it will be a huge event and I’d love every minute of it – even the preparation part I would love.  But until then I have to rely on other people to get me out of my house on holidays.  I can’t stay here with my aunt and OCDC.

Bill Murray just cheated on his wife.

I never understood this part of the movie – when in the middle of the night, Scarlett wakes up to a beeping sound and then meets Bill somewhere outside in the middle ot the night and they’re both wearing pajama’s and there’s a lot of people around.  I don’t get it.

It’s 12:26.

Last night I was contemplating on dumping my blog.  Even this morning I felt like I should get rid of it and that I have nothing useful to share with anyone.  But then I got the urge to write.  It’s such a strong urge that it’s on par with having to use the bathroom.  This is me on the toilet………I’m not actually on the toilet.

Tonight is reunion night for all the Cheshire high alumni.  Everyone goes to either the Vic House or the Waverly – both are two minutes from my house, I can walk there.  And both will be so crowded and stuffy that there’s no space to move around. 

I’m all set with that.  I’m going home and going to bed tonight.  Maybe I’ll dump my blog after this post.


Filed under journal, My OCD cousin who wants to kill me

4 responses to “BarFly

  1. Steph

    I wish I were there to go to Waverly or Vic House.
    although i HATED it when we went and you couldn’t even move. fun to see peeps but not fun being smooshed up next to them….
    I’ll be putting my Christmas tree and decorations up tonight! 🙂

  2. Hurray for Christmas! I ended up going home after work tonight. I look horrible after working for six hours. five of them were deep tissue, ugh. Maybe next year I’ll be up for it. I can’t remember the last time I stayed home on thanksgiving eve. I’m getting old.

  3. I don’t think I can ever dump my blog even if I tried. I can’t explain it but I’m utterly and completely compelled to write in it.

  4. Quite a beautiful website. I just finished mine and i was looking for some design ideas and your website gave me some. Did you develop the website alone?


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