2004-03-26 - 9:38 p.m.

I actually have much to write about. I went to book club last night, at a bar (bar greatly enhances book club, by the way) We chose the bar because it has an upstairs, a little lounge area with couches and tables, and it was actually pretty good, and it didn't drag on forever like I was afraid it would. So I think I'll go next month, too. But across the lounge from us sat a man, in the middle of two women. The women were ordinary, the man very handsome, and he had an arm around each of them. Ok, made a peripheral mental note and moved on. As the night progressed, the girls moved to his lap, one on each leg. At one point in our book discussion, the girl sitting across from me caught my eye and tilted her head in their direction. I turned around and saw, to my horror, I must admit, him alternately SUCKING THEIR FINGERS. Dude. I really don't think I'm a prude, but the last thing I want to see, in a fairly well lit bar, was THAT. During book club, no less. By the end of the night he was making out with both of them. EEEWWWW. I mean, really. Go to a dark club. A sex club, perhaps. We left shortly after, before they got into it any further and put me off food for the rest of the week. It was like that icky amateur porn.

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