"I'm exhausted," I tell her, and I am, from the radiation, from waking up at 4 AM and finding myself sleepless, "but I'm also kind of... agitated? I just get so...," I add, and I pound my fist into my hand.
"I know what you mean," my friend says, flipping her green hair out of her eyes and fixing me with a mischievous look. "When I'm at work at the bar, if there's nobody around at the end of my shift, I'll throw a pint glass at the wall."
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One year ago today: Four
Two years ago today: A Night of Random Encounters
Three years ago today: Cut My Hair
Reminds me of Callahan's bar from Spider Robinson's stories.
ReplyDeleteHad to look him up, and will definitely check him out at some point.
DeleteI originally thought you were referring to Spider Jerusalem, and I was confused as hell.