Waiting for my friends, at ArcCorp, I’m contemplating the vastness of the human power.
And the G-Loc bar is amusing. Hanging out with the bartender. He’s a nice guy. He knows many things, around here.
A beer is what I need, now. But tonight I’ll need something else. Pizza. I’m gonna eat pizza. Someone said cold beer or coke?
On aside, just a personal note: I’m getting confused when I try to understand some people. I think I’m really made for being a lone wolf.