Sitting at the bar by myself right now because people are late and I feel bad for this one guy I keep kind of staring at and creeping on.

Because he looks exactly like the ex. It is kind of uncanny. And of course I know it is not him, but it is kind of freaking me out a little bit, and my tummy hurts because of it.

Or the tummy hurts because of the amaretto sour I just had.

Might be a mixture of both.

Waiting for people to arrive and bands to play.

Still excite, regardless.