“Are you gay?” “Am I gay?” I want to be sure I understand the question. “Yeah.” The girl is drunk. She wandered into the bar and sat near me. She came in with friends but they’re in the corner talking. “No,” I say. “Do I seem gay?” “Well, you see,” she says, clutching her Bud [...]
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i write words
Women
12DB, Day 3: Hate
A pretty girl I’ve never met writes to me: You’re anti-social and hate everything. Me too! At least in a world of loathing, we know there are others with a like mind out there. This is a tricky situation. On the one hand, I am anti-social and I do hate everything, just as this woman [...]
The Seducer’s Diary (in non-diary form)
She’s got tattoos on her arms; one on her leg. RC has been into tattoos lately, because he likes girls who are brave enough to do things he’s not. She’s pretty cute, I guess. She’s a waitress. No, she’s a busboy. A busgirl… A… busser? You know, an empty-glass-picker-upper. She has great posture. She’s short, [...]
I think everything will be OK
I did something crazy last night. Something I’ve never done before. I bought a girl a drink. My friend Ryan and I ended up at the Starline. It’s the closest thing Fresno has to a big city little music venue. It’s all ages (over 21 gets a wristband for alcohol), and showcases mainly local bands [...]