Vacuosity

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Have you ever tried Cinnamon Schnapps?


We have something called Goldschlager and I do believe it is perhaps the greastest liquid on earth. I call it the Happymaker. In terms of legal chemical happiness, Goldschlager is your best bang for the buck. If you've never seen it, it has tiny flecks of actual gold floating around in it. It sounds strange but you don't feel them when you drink it. Two shots of it was enough to convince me to go out with Julia's sister Amy, who was meeting friends, even though I swore I was going to get a decent night's sleep for once. Warm belly....nice.


It was a pretty uneventful evening. Lots of dancing; very tired now. Two girls danced up to me near the end of the night, very obviously in that post-last-call desperation to make the evening worthwhile. They were a bit aggressive; one girl ran her hand down my chest and stomach. When I didn't respond, they stalked away, and I overheard one say to the other "Gay!" Yelling after them "No, no! Not gay, married!" would have been no better, so I let it go, though I had wanted to set the record straight.


In the end, I don't suppose it matters much.

posted by David @ 2:09 a.m.