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And I guess that's all

Alright, who am I trying to impress, and if I am trying to impress someone shouldn't I rethink this going out tonight thing, because that would go against my vow to myself.
And whats the point of going to a bar if it hurts so much to swallow, you can't even order a drink, even if it was just going to be a sprite.
And then there is the concern that the Tav has been site of so many recent lapses in judgement that maybe I aught to not go back. Though I know I couldn't do it, I love the place too much.
I could crash out with the excues that I'm too sick still to do anything, but then that really doesn't test my self control, does it. I think I need to find out if I'm strong, or if I've gained enough of a reputation at the club that no guys will hit on me any more.
Wait, if I've gained a reputation at the club, wouldn't that mean more guys would hit on me? I don't know, I guess I'm making myself more and more fuckable, and less and less dateable. Though that would only work if I thought I was dateable at all.
Do you think Skelaxin would help for sore throats, or at the very least I would get loopy enough not to care? Sounds like a plan, swallow some of my pharmicopia and see if I can kill the pain. At least this time it would be literal, not figurative. I just want to be able to swallow with out this incredable pain chasing up the back of my neck. I've already taken Advil, but I don't think that will really do anything, so what the hell. Drug me up, and if I can't drive home tonight, great! Just as long as my throat feels better.

8:05 p.m. - 04-09-03
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