So, the day began with me still at the bar when the clock struck 12. I’d been throwing darts at Dolce Vita with some old friends, and decided to finish the night at Shenanigans….
Where I ran into my dart league protege Choonae. The flower ajumma came through so I bought some flowers. But no, there was no romance involved. I’m squarely in the friend zone with Choonae. Damn it!
The female bar staff invited me to join them for some pizza at Gino’s today.
Where they surprised me with the gift of a new backpack and a sweet card. I almost cried. It was their way of saying thanks for the small kindnesses I show them (candy and stuff I cook occasionally) Or maybe they were just taking pity on me for being such a pathetic old bastard…
My harem of lovelies…
the food as usual was excellent and the company superb. It meant a lot to me that these young ladies took time to make me feel special.
Anyway, it was a good day. I got shellacked 12-4 in singles league this evening, but I’m still feeling fine…
I’m thankful for the people in my life who truly care…