No more for me...

[funny_herman]

Here in the kit_kat_klub... As I watch Bobby and Helga onstage, and listen to the Klavierfrau's sweet piano playing, and the girls dancing and singing and carrying on like birds in spring...I sweep the floor, trying to look busy and preoccupied. Well, I am actually preoccupied. Much has been on my mind lately, despite however happy I've been feeling. But I mustn't let it get to me.

Last night I drank a little too much gin with Bobby...a little too much. An understatement. Finished the entire bottle and passed out. I don't think the Emcee noticed that we weren't around for the better part of the morning. Or maybe he has. Most likely.

And I don't think I'm ever doing that again. I am at heart a beer swiller, not a gin sipper. *chuckles* Old habits die hard...as do old memories.

*sighs*

Those memories...of her and what they did.

*bites lip...grits teeth...*

*continues to sweep the floor*

We have no...troubles...here...

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Re: I was always a beer drinker myself...

[funny-herman.livejournal.com]

*manages a weak smile*

Ah, no, dear Bobby. I'm fine. I have just always been one of those people who cannot easily let go of the past. *shrugs*

[is-it-bobby.livejournal.com]

-nods a little, and then settles his hand on his shoulder- "if you need someone to talk to, know that i'm here, Mein Freund"

[funny-herman.livejournal.com]

Danke, Bobby. :) I'm feeling much better now.