So Jenni and I watched Sideways tonight at this fancy fancy theatre. We were the only ones there so it was really cool. The projectionist must have thought we were crazy go nuts. It was such a good movie though. Loves me some Paul Giamatti.
The real interesting thing of the night though happens at the Coffee Cartel in Central West End. We went there to have a little late night coffee and stay for "an hour." So turns out that we ran into the same girl that we ran into the last time we were there (the time where a warlock read our futures and spoke some way crazy). I went over and asked her if she had a lighter. This is the way that we met last time. She was sitting beside us and we were trying to figure out a way to get our cigarettes lit without a lighter. She generously offered to let us use her friend's Zippo for the evening. We started talking and then got our fortunes read. I am going to marry a woman and have a huge black cat. Among many other things that were so crazy that I cannot even imagine them coming true. This was destiny that we would just randomly run into each other again. We all had the thought of the other as we walked into Cartel. Does anyone else find this too bizarre to be true.
Another coincidence that we just so happened to run into the guys who desperately tried to get me into a threesome. I mean desperately. They were also there. They came in later and I saw one of the guys walk to the bathroom. I asked Jenni if he was here the last time. At that moment, it clicked. He was one of the two boys from the gay bar (huge story involved there). I spent the rest of the evening trying not to make eye contact. I was so tipsy that night that when he asked for my number, I actually gave it to him. Why? I never returned any of the trashy phone messages that they left me. They invited me back to their bungalow because they both "approved" of me and thought that I might be fun in bed. Nothing that I could do or say would make them leave me alone. They were also at the Cartel. Anyone else that might have walked in that I knew might have been just a little too much for me.
Having a great time in St. Louis.