Saturday, April 1, 2006

Another Friday on the Rocks

Last night we all met up at the Mercantile for some beer and Shaylee. She was in top form indeed, singing her usuals: Whiskey in the Jar, Dirty Old Town, Fields of Athenry, I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For, Say That You Love Me, etc. I wonder if the bartenders there can stand hearing her play the same material week after week. Luke seemed to enjoy it because he was singing along with her...yes I know this because I glanced over at him from time to time. Am I totally embarrassing myself by standing at the bar and trying to flirt with him every week? It's not like anything can happen, he has a girlfriend. And truth be told, it's not like we've actually had a real conversation so I don't even know if he's the type of guy I would even like. It's just fun to flirt every now and then and he has a great smile. Ahhh, a little eye candy never hurt anyone.

So after the Merc, Sarah, J and I went to The Observer, to which I had never been. Not that it would have made any difference in the state I was in. I met a guy there who totally pegged me as a Jewish girl from Long Island. How he guessed is a mystery. I mean, is my Jewishness and LIer-ness that obvious? Perhaps he has some special Jew radar (he did tell me he is Jewish himself...from D.C.). Anyway, what was stranger was that when I said I was from Long Beach, he asked if I knew a certain person from O'Side who I will not name here. Turns out I do know him and he went to college with this guy. Small world, eh? However, I started to get a bit paranoid...this was too coincidental right? I guess it's not really that weird, but it was the way the whole thing revealed itself that freaked me out a little. He didn't seem to find it that weird, which freaked me out a little more. Anyway, maybe it was my mental state (a bit cloudy) that made me feel that way. Although, in hindsight, I still find the situation a bit odd. Anyway, another point I'd like to make here (aside from the fact that LI is infamous and very six degrees of separation), is that every time I meet an American guy here, they strike me as arrogant. Granted, I have only met a handful of American men, but each one has totally turned me off with their arrogance. I wonder what that is. Kate and I remarked on this back in January and we decided to put it to a test, rating each of the American men we met here. So far, 4 out of 5 have been like this. I hope someone comes along to prove me wrong...

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