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and i'm ready to puke when a small child sits next to me at the bar
but that's ok because to me other people's kids are fine.
so it's no surprise that it's parents are ordering water with lemon
and a root beer for the child .
do you ever find yourself striving for perfection
with a virtually worthless attempt at it?
and is that why I find myself eavesdropping constantly?

sports bars are the best places to meet people you hate,
not that i've actually met anyone.
it's just a matter of listening to their conversations and assuming that you hate them, when of course that probably isn't true,
because i can get along with anyone if i absolutely have to.

oh here we go, a couple a few tables down just ordered lunch .
the guy wearing a basketball tank top is having a veggie burger with fruit instead of fries. and his husky date is just having a salad.
it must be their first date

and what goes better with rabbit food than ice water with a slice of lemon?
sometimes i think if i could be anyone in the whole world i would be a magician.
no, then i would hate myself more than i already do.
but at least then i could make all of these people in the bar be more like me,
or even make them befriend me. but then again i could become one of them
and only then would i understand the benefits of putting a slice of lemon in ordinary drinking water.