Oops

I'm sitting in a fab French restaurant on Victoria st darlinghurst and I have fuxked up a little. I walked in and there is my female friend On a date, i say hi but I can't join, I am sat one table awAy in eye line and we were suppost to go for a drink tonight but now she can't dump her date for me because he would know. I am fine being alOne I like it but it's Saturday night and I am eating alOne late and it is akward. I get on grindr and I am dissed and blOcked while my diner arrives. I hate being blocked and now my delicious dinner tastes like rejection and regret. Drink drink drink on an empty stomach, I've built an excellent buzz in French wine, the pain has gone and I am happy. Eating alOne and drinking to escape on a Saturday night, I have just worked a 70 hour week while I was sick it's no wonder I didn't have time or energy to Make plans, but it feels a little bit hyper real alOne being watched by my friend, mmmm not my ideal night out, but the chicken was delicious as was the wine I will be back with fun company next time, money in my pocket and your kicks for free, livin' life in the fast lane. I feel the need to point out that homeless people are walking by and the hot french waiter / owner is feeding the well behaved ones, he puts them On a table near out front away from every one else and feeds them, how Sydney is that! The homes and the elite sitting side by side eating at the same French restaurant, I love it!