drogar's blog: "Therapist's Couch"

Just one beer after work. After all, I've been waiting all week for this. And I've had a week from hell. Even if today wasn't so bad.

Hey, Cory came back! At least I'll have someone I know to sit next to. But J&J aren't here. Joe's not either. No one else from work. On the other hand, Cory's being great company. Bought me a beer. I'll get the next one. Hmm, bartenders almost make me wish I was straight. Especially the way she walks. What's that line from the song? "Her walk is the motion of the waves?" Something like that. Really nice tattoo on the other one. Wonder what the meaning of it is?

Mmm, he's here. Granted, he's probably hopelessly straight, but damn, such a hot guy. Not to mention he's your friend's brother. Such a body. Nice tight sweater, nice contours in his jeans. Great face when he smiles. Love watching him sip beer from a bottle. Touching his friends. His hands gliding across their masculine bodies as they touch him. Not such a great shape to his head at that angle, but ah, watch him tip back the bottle. The mouth of it between his lips, his throat taut as he swallows. Accidentally point him out to Cory who promptly goes over and talks with him. Hope he's not mentioning you, but wondering which of the twins it is. Ah, it is the one you're thinking of. Even hotter. Remember when he offered to wrestle that guy in the bar? Too bad that didn't happen.

Damn, never did manage to get Cory's beer. Chris bought him one, then the bartender, and then he had to go. Maybe next time. Did lend him some money for the jukebox though. Might want to switch to something non-alcoholic now. Not only is the hot twin here, but Chris as well. And a few other good-looking guys. Keep drinking and might forget it's not a gay bar and no one really appreciates it when you hit on them.

She's nice. Wonder why she keeps talking to me now that Cory's gone? Probably just habit. But she's funny and the attention's welcome. Distracts from watching him.

Hmm, new bar dice games. 6-5-4. Hmm, and I thought ordinary bar dice was hard. Darn, learned how to play by watching and now they're switching the game. Chase the Ace? Invited, but not going to play until I've watched it a few times. Sounds like it could get vicious. Wow, more vicious than I thought. More and more invitations. Keep turning them down. Hmm, guy playing next to me is kind of cute. Friendly too. Not really my kind of game though. Just fun to watch.

Hmm, getting kind of tired and a lot of the eye candy's left. Time to head home even though the music is good. Music in the car isn't so great. Took a while to get a station with music and then it wasn't synched into me. Not bad songs, just not what I was feeling. Nice to drive around to though. And while driving home from the bar, remember him. Not that he speaks to me anymore, not that I know what's happening in his life, but remember him. Knowing that once again I'm going home alone, but I didn't always.

Play some chess, see if anything's happened on that site (mildly interesting generator and at least my result isn't too lame even if I can't remember the character), and then write this. Just want to remember the night...