Friday, October 17, 2008

I'm in an airport bar drinking alone...

It's kinda liberating being by myself and getting quietly hammered
while I wait for my flight. I hate flying with a passion so the Xanax
has loosened me up enough to venture out of my gate and into Chilis.
The men are being nice and making small talk. Of course I'm a married
woman so they aren't feeling my vibe yet. I think the smell isn't on
me yet. Maybe a few more years.

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