end of an evening

i like alex. can tell she's having a rough nite though - perhaps due to my unintentional games (though, i think she was more entertained, than anything, by my state of delirium). the bar is short-handed to handle the crowd outside. she's busting ass. i patiently wait. order a second drink and some soup (for my cold of course). some sorority chicks at the other end of the bar start bitching. have alex running around. then some drunk guy stiffs her on his bill. pretty shitty. i leave a $7 tip to help compensate for the schmucks she has to deal with.

drive around town to find a place to crash. sarah from muddy's had offered to let me park the deathcab at her place and sleep in it there. strange offer i thought. think she was trying to be nice but not too nice. i am a stranger after all. check it out. decide the brookside spot of last nite is more to my liking. she had invited me to go to church with her tomorrow too. call her up to find out when and where. she changed her mind and is going to a kansas city chiefs game instead. didn't know that i wanted to go anyway. though perhaps due to my overwhelming sickness (both physically and mentally) i thought it might do me some good to get back in the lord's good graces. might go by myself tomorrow.