It was a couple of beers, and a couple of glasses of red wine.
     What happened is that some girl ordered the wine, and never came back.  The bartender gave me the wine, and I drank them up.
     Now I know why all those women drink that stuff.  It messes you up fast.
     So, I was lit, and had a good time.

     I sold one napkin art to a friend who has bought from me before.

     I won't be taking a vacation any time soon.  I have to sell a lot more than one to make that happen.

     My friend was talking to me.  She said I was a little too passive in meeting women.
     She's right, but I just don't care anymore.
     I just want to make and sell art.
     Besides, I don't have much to do with whether or not a woman likes me or not.  It is her decision, and I am never in the mood to try and grease up her pan with sweet talk.  I am just not that kind of person.  When I try and force meeting a woman, it never works.  I would rather just let things happen organically.  That method doesn't work, either, but it keeps me out of trouble.
     Anyway, what am I going to do, put her on the back of my bike and take her to my art studio?  That just wouldn't work.

     It was a good night, in any case, and the bartender cranked out some good tunes.