Ummm- I just took a valium so this shouldn't take long.
Bar hookups. Not like, one night stands but "Hi, I think you're cute, here's my number, call me." bar hook ups are such a crap shoot, aren't they? Like why do they fill you with such anxiety? It's like an audition. You know whenyou go to an open call and it's not a show you're even really that interested in- but you get a few callbacks- suddenly it's all you can think about? What is it about that bar flirtation that gets oyou so hopeful? Is it the anticipation of possibly seeing them again in the light of day without the social lubication of alchohol? Or is it the dread of not hearing from them at all- or both? I don't know. I got his number but the ball's in his court.
Peace.
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