Yes, I'm going to Ibiza. Not the drug-laden island off the coast of Spain mind you. I'm talking about a posh new club in DC. I reluctantly agreed to go because on Fridays I really want to head to a spot where I think I can "win". (meaning meet a girl, get her number and hopefully a second outing... or even a first outing, but alas, I'm not a celeb).
I'm here waiting to be picked up. I spruced up a bit especially for tonight. The hair is glistening and luxurious, I have a fresh shave with a little goatee ( I might trim it before I head out) and I'm generally feeling allright. I played some intramural Soccer earlier, and we lost 4-0.
but Maybe I'll have a 1-0 tonight? We'll see.
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