Its 11:30 and i am already creating enough trouble that the waiter is bringing me coffee.
I am sure that the master of ceremonies did not notice my attempt to look up his tunic to see if he was a real scott or not. If so he gave no signal. Although the women laughed heartily.
There are no women here to flirt with that wont start a fight. I dont like to start fights ( unless i am sober. ) and the waitresses arent cute enough.
I feel verbally hog tied and socially oppressed, but i will soldier on, looking for opportunities to cause mayhem despite the middle class civility of the crowd.
Honor is at stake after all! .
( Nerds rule in an absurd world. We find joy in it. )
!!! 🙂
Source date (UTC): 2013-12-31 16:33:00 UTC
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